J.D. in Slumberland
In which I read Little Nemo in Slumberland, a comic strip from the early 1900s, and it gives me nightmares.
In which I read Little Nemo in Slumberland, a comic strip from the early 1900s, and it gives me nightmares.
Roadside Weeds of Canby, Oregon
In which I describe, in words and photographs, the common weeds around my home.
In which I describe, in words and photographs, the common weeds around my home.
Famous First Lines
In which I devise a contest for the readers of this weblog: identify the books from which I’ve drawn these opening lines.
In which I devise a contest for the readers of this weblog: identify the books from which I’ve drawn these opening lines.
On the Naming of Things
In which reading Proust causes me to meditate on the things for which I have no names.
In which reading Proust causes me to meditate on the things for which I have no names.
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In which I continue to recover from knee surgery. In which I begin to read Proust.
In which I continue to recover from knee surgery. In which I begin to read Proust.
Independence Day
In which I remember the end of my father’s life.
In which I remember the end of my father’s life.