Autumn again and we’re both in our own corners of elsewhere. I wonder if you sit by the window, too. I wonder, of all
1 In 1700s Prince Carl of Denmark eats Gravenstein apples while visiting the dappled shade of an orchard in Italy. Its rigid trunk offered
Fall is a maddening spell—a windy babushka: each day a minor disappearing act: I want to mention the patina of copper roofs as a
1 Your book club neighbor chats across the fence of marginalia you’d feel rude to halt. You’re late for the doctor’s bad news redefining