Winter is my least favorite season. I don’t know where T. S. Eliot got off…
Tag: writing
The proportion of the day remembered versus the day spent is nearly insignificant. Every single…
Yesterday was a foggy morning. That fact prompted a couple of questions from my children.…
I wanted to title this post The Sound and the Curry but neither of the…
I could make a million excuses as to why I haven’t written anything in this…
The other day I mentioned wanting to get more readers for this site. There is…
I wonder if I could turn this into a business or at least something that…
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