Carrie, who is both Today is Sunday, July 26, 2020, and the plague is still here. In June I had a birthday, which I was planning to spend alone in Woodstock. I had some soul work to catch up … [Read more...]
Robb Forman Dew, 1946-2020
“The profound and the mundane are joined at the hip, and each one is dependent upon the human ability to recognize the other.” —Robb Forman Dew, Being Polite to Hitler (2011) Today is Saturday, May … [Read more...]
The silence beyond the silence in the plague
Today is Monday, May 11, 2020 It is quiet up here on the hill in Woodstock. Recently I realized it was too quiet and it took me a moment to figure out why. What was missing was the intermittent … [Read more...]
My (Plague) Week
I am old enough to remember being a little girl old enough to read Eleanor Roosevelt’s “My Day” column, which was syndicated in the Asheville Citizen-Times six days a week. The president’s wife wrote … [Read more...]
Indignation
Today is Sunday, April 19, Plague 2020. Anthony Trollope attributed his thirty-third novel, The Way We Live Now, to “A loss of good nature in the fever of indignation.” His faithful readership … [Read more...]
My Blog
Welcome to my Blog. Today is Friday. March 24, 2017. I am in my study(see photo with my welcome letter) and beside me sits an interesting young man, Willy Kane, who I think is going to be … [Read more...]