Jun 4, 2026
I’m always dreaming about going to Italy, and so my ears prick up when I hear the language. I don’t speak Italian but, in my dreams, that is no barrier. I chat easily with people on the street, make jokes with shop people, eavesdrop on public transportation, just as I...
Sep 25, 2025
As are many in these merry days, I am re-considering my relationship with the incessant yammering of the body politic. How to stay in proper balance with the information needed as a responsible citizen, of course, and how to stay somewhat shielded from the needlessly...
Sep 4, 2025
Before I saw this sign, I had started an essay about business branding versus business personality, about how it seems that the first can be soul-less and opportunistic, and the second full of human presence and quirkiness. I also was thinking about how individuals...
Jul 24, 2025
I always carry books on a train, in case my attention to the scenery outside the train flags. A book would offer the opportunity to step away into another world. But I never read, because the view rushing by never flags. The panorama rewards, and even requires,...
Mar 13, 2025
This time of year, I can become a touch weary with the wearing o’ the green. The sweeping and wonderful Irish folkloric culture seems a bit, well, debased in March, with the fairy folk diminished to cartoonish leprechauns and powerful old tales reduced to green...
