If you’re reading this post, I’m on the beach right now, reading some real books. On the docket for my weekend options: My Brilliant Friend, Elena Ferrante Big Girls Don’t Cry, Rebecca Traister Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh Don’t those just scream BEACH READ to you? Remember: last year I was reading Kristin Lavransdatter in Florida,… Continue reading long weekend reads
With all that’s going on in the world, I am thankful to be snuggled in with a big, sweet dog and not scared or threatened tonight. I’m also glad that Ib is safe in DC, instead of on a reporting trip to Ferguson, MO, where two of his coworkers are not so lucky. Feels providential… Continue reading quiet days
A few Saturdays ago, we went to the beach with some lovely friends who have a car. I meant to post this a few days ago, but we had company this weekend, and I was happily busy bopping around DC with them. It had been about three years since I had last been in the… Continue reading back to the beach
I didn’t bring my watch on vacation. “You think you are having a good time, but time is really the greatest obstacle in the world to happiness. Not only because it makes you take pleasure successively, but also you are never really happy until you are unconscious of the passing of time. The more you… Continue reading anti-clock
Spending the week on Captiva, a barrier island on the Gulf side of Florida, has been a treat. My grandma is along for the trip, and to be honest, her hearing loss is helping keep the peace. She’s been knocked out by allergies, though, and with intermittent storms also in play, this was the first… Continue reading captivating
That margarita was terrible. Not complaining about it, though.