Lake Champlain
We all live with a profound sense of place, of where we are in the world, of where we reside….
Blue Skies
In the mid-nineteen-nineties, I lived for a summer on Deer Isle, Maine. It was a pretty typical Maine summer. Foggy…
Corona in Connecticut, and Italy, and the UK, and California…
The Venetians have gotten their city back. Certainly not the way they wanted to get it back, not as the…
Bon Voyage
Everyone wants to be liked, Americans, I think, more than most people, and English husbands of American wives want their…
And Now For Something Completely Different
Take heart, readers! This post will not be yet another cry of dismay over the troubling ascendancy of Donald Trump….
De Ja Vu All Over Again
There it was again. That feeling. The feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long time, but that I still…
O Canada
A flash of light rent the October sky, lasted a few short moments, and then vanished as quickly as it…
Fruits of the Earth
Nadine Gordimer died today, the great South African writer, though I had actually sat down to write about another great…
