You can’t fact check every little thing and still have friends. Can you imagine what a jerk I’d be if I insisted on fact checking everything everyone says to me? Tammy: I went to the mall this morning. Pam: Did… Read More ›
Nuance takes more time than most of us have. Or allow ourselves.
Like this knocker, my hands have given so many years of service. They’ve been tireless and strong, standing up to water, heat, and cold. And, like this knocker, they’ve been taken by the hands of others.
A Community of Sufferers* I’m having a meal with my husband at a pub in Bristol, delighting in the warm and jovial conversation of the three older men having a pint at the neighbouring table. By their camaraderie, I assume they’ve… Read More ›
There are so many quotes that I’ve tried, to no avail, to dog-ear in my mind. In lieu of memory, I succumb to folding pages. See a review of QB VII at Good Reads