For the past two weeks, I’ve been sharing doors from the towns of Lexington and Burlington, Massachusetts. As you might expect, I took pictures of more doors than I shared. Accordingly, I have some leftovers to share today. The door I chose to feature is the West School in Burlington. Originally one of four one-room... Continue Reading →
February seems bound and determined to make sure we understand that it is part of winter. Not the month before spring. Not the gateway to the pasture where March will come in like a lamb. Winter. “I am Winter!” Yeah, yeah, Febs, we get it. Most every nice-weather day, two coworkers and I walk for... Continue Reading →
Saturday’s post about the book “Ocean Station” had originally been scheduled for today. It’s not like it caught me off-guard (no pun intended), as I made the decision to tell that story from the bar the previous week. That’s how it goes with SoCS, you say something, and you get committed and if you edit... Continue Reading →
Dan, the other Dan. The west coast Dan, speaking on the subject of literature. Hey, he used to be a teacher, so…
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Tolstoy , at least , I can understand . He didn’t like Shakespeare much , I guess , and that gives him a few points in my book . Shakespeare I can understand , too , mostly . It’s not his fault that he lived so long ago . That is , before the world spoke American . Shakespeare’s not as bad as that guy G . Chaucer , who wrote great stuff albeit indecipherably . He calls , after all , a daisy a ‘day’s eye’ , for Pete’s sake !
James Joyce ! Now there was a writer’s writers’ writer ! There’s a guy who knows his letters . And his words . His words , for sure , made up and designed for intellectual impact , I guess . And he’s Irish , too . That gives him a few extra points in my book . But…
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If you recall, we left the bar last week with a curious “to be continued…” notice. Well, it’s Friday and time to see if Linda G. Hill is going to give us a Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt that will let me proceed with that story. Here we go: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of... Continue Reading →
Perhaps that should include “Part-II” since I think I’ve posted doors from Burlington, MA before, but who’s counting? The meetings I attended the week I captured the Lexington doors were held in the Burlington Marriott. The rationale for that, in case you’re interested, is that they give us the easiest option to handle price. We... Continue Reading →
Doesn’t that sound nice? I started thinking about this last week while attending our company’s Annual Meeting in Florida. No, not the beach, not a walk along the Gulf shore. Rather, a terrace outside a series of meeting rooms where several companies were having breakfast. I saw the sign below and thought: “we need more... Continue Reading →
Back in October, when I was writing an SoCS post, I made a minor edit. Not the kind Linda would have chastised me for, just one of those, “oops, shouldn’t say that” moments. I was going to refer to a bowl of empty mussel shells as “dead soldiers.” According to one source – no not... Continue Reading →
It’s time to visit the bar in conjunction with Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Today, Linda is offering bonus points: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘ends with -ly.’ Start your post with any adverb that ends in ‘-ly.’ Bonus points if you end with an adverb too. Have... Continue Reading →