Thoughts on color, and memory; a poem of colorful impression; and pictures from summer’s Florida, riffing further on the color theme.
A new frog can’t seem to settle. She entertains ideals, though dangers always lurk round the corner. Story complimented with unsettling pictures of a student modern dance performance from Amiens, France, circa May 2018.
I have so many questions about how I will conduct myself in today’s United States. I have so many questions about how we converse to address hard hate. Ours is a country of multiplicity, and a country of unbridled spite. We march for personal freedoms, and we march […]
It’s over a week now, and it’s a big job to get back into the swing of things in the Mother Land. While you were gallivanting abroad, details slipped from lack of refreshers: the Department of Motor Vehicles is a nightmare in some cities but not in others; […]
The size of Paris makes it hard to not be surprised every time you visit the city, unless you’re marching the same route when you go. Though the center may be gorgeous, with that soaring architecture and plenty of stalls of antique books and baubles to keep your […]