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Don’t you think that on a cold February day reading about the icy air outside is boring? I agree. I'm south now, but obviously not south...

A post explaining a no post is not a post at all, but it is all I can give tonight. After a long, long work day, I am spent. But I promise d...

Images from the day, ending with a bunch of blooms from me to… well, me. be my State Street Valentine please, be my State Street Valentine d...

I never was much of a fan of potent bitterness, in chocolate or elsewhere. I applauded this month's Gourmet Magazine's review of the...

Students ask me for advice all the time. It’s in the nature of things. I get questions about everything, down to where to hold the wedding c...

So, I appear to be stuck on this very unoriginal observation: it is winter here. And so what? It’s winter in more places than not. More of t...

It is remarkable that the four of us would choose a northern spot for our annual February reunion (we are of the same law school vintage), b...

Chasing even colder temperatures, I flew up north for the week-end. A bit hard to post from here, but never mind. Just think of me sitting a...

It's because he was Polish. There, now you know. And so, on this once again colder than a polar bear's natural habitat day, I give y...

I do not mind busy. But I mind BUSY! I mind having no hours to sleep, fewer yet to write. Or to make amends where I need to make amends. Fe...

Why keep it just cold, when you could have cold and wet and windy all in one fell swoop? And if you think it’s easy manipulating a camera in...

Schools are closed today. Hmmm. That’s a rare one. Madison keeps its public schools warm and running even in threatening weather. But the co...

When it never even crosses into positive single digits, it’s cold. I understand today is Super Bowl day. Here’s my attitude toward Super Bow...

Do you want more photos and stories of what it feels like to look out the window on a Saturday morning here in Madison? Knowing that we are ...

Stuck. From early morning until late at night, in the confines of my workplace. Meetings, more meetings, workshops, all necessary, all benef...

Yes. And tired and thirsty (for wine especially) and generally worn down, to the cold bone, thoroughly chilled by my walk home. When I passe...

No. Not for me, anyway. I took my daughters’ car all the way to the west side and back again. Plenty of time to think about all the mistakes...

If I go through a day and I ruffle no feathers, I consider that a success. On balance, I would say that half of the days of the week I do an...

Many shirts, a sweater and a wooly scarf – all for naught. It is cold. It isn’t as if I am hoisting the last scrap of wood into the fireplac...

In the early morning, when the wind was beyond cold, I went out for a stroll. Yes, that’s right – a walk, up the Picnic Point path and back ...