On vacation, my mind inevitably turns to dark topics, as my posts from last summer prove ("The Nihilist on Vacation" parts one and two). This summer, I sit contemplating the sparkle of the pool. There is nothing quite like the color of swimming pool water. Ridiculous, since water has no color. But somehow this does,... Continue Reading →
À la recherche du temps perdu*
Last month, I answered some questions about my writing, one of which was “Why do I write what I do?” My answer focused on the "what." In the weeks since, I’ve realized there’s a deeper reason for the "why." Back in the days when photography required developing, a chemical fixative would stop the development of... Continue Reading →
Watch it and weep
Do you wear a watch? I do. Not a fancy one, and not a digital one. Just a good old-fashioned Ecclessi analog watch my husband gave me quite a few years ago for my birthday. (Come to think of it, the first gift he ever gave me was a watch. Hmmm… can we read something... Continue Reading →