Ocean

beets: Wednesday Hilldale Farmers Market

Over coffee on State Street, we talked about art. At least, I interpreted everything through the lens of art, or people engaging in art, or,...

Should you be scared of hornets? Wasps? Even if their bite has no punch to it? No substance? Reading a quite lovely morning post on Ann’s bl...

I thought long and hard about what should be included in today’s post. On the surface, posting would have to be counted as easy: I was in Ch...

I like movement. My own, sure, but also of those around me. Man, watch her navigate that street! Look at that guy push his way to the front!...

I am a newcomer to Wisconsin. Barely twenty-five years old. A babe. Newly partnered. Married even. Still working on my dissertation (never t...

Biking to work. Hot, hot now, to the point that grasses appear permanently stuck in ther yellowness. Pause by the lake. France? No, Madison....

They come for their handful of vacation days home to Madison. They have become big city women. Their homes are in D.C. and in Boston. I am t...

Last week I grabbed rides and took the bus. Today, I biked to work. Oh, I knew it would be good. I know my paths. Swing behind Borders, turn...

Well, yes. It's a pot, with flowers. It's on my balcony table. It has the colors of the Mediterranean. ButI'm forced to hide beh...

It’s my favorite photo, of the dozen or so that I took today (I know, a paltry amount; it says something about the nature of my day). Why? I...

It wasn’t until 3 at night that the last of the weary travelers arrived at the condo. Her suitcase came later. Or, rather, before anyone was...

Two of them. Not the kind that paint houses. Canvases. They don’t know each other and neither has met me, but we’re friends. They’re Ocean ...

I went back to the loft this afternoon, handed over the keys and said good bye. No big, protracted spin through the two years there. No last...

One person may be so intensely preoccupied with lecture preparation that she may not have the time to write long posts this week. ...Even th...

Stay away long enough, and you’ll appreciate how the world moves forward in your absence. Take State Street. It’s been a while since I walke...

As if the move didn’t wipe me out completely. Today, the week of summer teaching begins. The Internet has redefined nearly everything I do. ...

They’re what makes your day move forward, the economy grow and your unfinished mess get kicked under the bed. What more could you want in li...

Waking up in a new city is better than great. Get going. Explore. Breakfast in a café! Fantastic. Waking up in my new condo is not significa...