Ocean

So it will be brief. I am in Minneapolis, heading east. It makes no sense, I know. But my travel choices rarely make sense to anyone. I am l...

Suddenly, it’s so cold. I wrap a scarf twice around myself. I can’t take the time to bike, to walk. Up early. Hearings, meetings, classes. G...

Too much work again. The best I can do is give you two photos of bottles I came across today. Are you complaining? Do you understand how har...

I need to stock up on cider. [Ed and I joined forces – however you may define those forces – two years ago, at an apple orchard; I mark the ...

Biking home last night from campus, along the lakefront, I had to tell myself that this is indeed October. I was remembering when, ten years...

It’s warm, it’s lovely, it’s all the things you’d want of a week-end day. And I am inside, at a conference, from morning ‘til dusk. I could ...

We’re that. Mercilessly spilling it out. So there I am, biking to work. The long way. Ten miles plus. It is the underbelly of autumn now in ...

It's almost dusk. I walk into the field. What's your name? Nina... Nina? Do you live here? Yes... (why do I say this? Perhaps becau...

By late in the day, I can't stand it. I leave my office and head toward the bike path. You can do that in Madison -- hit the trail withi...

Paper—what a waste. Save trees. I try, but I do miss reading newspapers and magazines. When I travel, I plunge into the world of print again...

The morning light comes late now. Maybe 7:30? Later? I’m trying out a new left bank hotel. Small, on a quiet street in the 6th arrondissimen...