November 27, 2019
And still some plants, ultimately doomed, persist in continuing to attempt to grow.
November 25, 2019
The trees are increasingly leafless in my neighborhood. And the temperatures drop below freezing most nights. As December approaches we brace for winter.
November 24, 2019
This, seen yesterday at the museum, was written on the wall in small print above a small shelf that may have once held something but now is bare. So what will I take with me? Reflection, mystery, unanswered questions, gently held so as not to block potential answers.
November 23, 2019
A museum trip with my friends. We go to see the temporary shows, but inevitably find ourselves convening at the giant buddha, a permanent touchstone, before we are ready to leave. Many moments have been spent here over the decades contemplating this larger-than-life-size ancient representation of the divine, housed in its small darkened room. As always we pause and sit quietly with our thoughts.
November 22, 2019
P has got tickets so we head off in the gloomy darkness to Cambridge to hear live music tonight. It’s a Friday show, so it’ll be a late night. But the music– Duke Levine on guitar with Club d’Elf’s Moroccan-psychedelic-jazz mix– from our seats just behind Duke, makes the drive, and the late return home at 3:00 AM, totally worth it.
November 21, 2019
Taking care of some unattended communication business today, and then P & I grab a short walk, ending a bit after dark. Sometimes you have to take your photos where you can get them.
