A Hare in Every Nettle

From my notebook: 16 August, 2020 7:26 AM. Good morning. Am in the sunroom with an entirely welcome cup of coffee, a cool breeze, and a view of squash blossoms outside the window. It does feel as though the most tentative turn autumnal has been made these last two days. Not that summer has been…

Obits, Art, and Isolation

From my notebook this morning… Have been reading the front section of the paper and the obituaries, and I have to say, the construction of an obit is fascinating…on the one hand, the framing of them is pretty formulaic—Born, died, will be mourned by, will be met by, description of interests and accomplishments, information about…