Stefanie Hollmichel is an accomplished gardener, voracious reader and all around Nice Person. The first two things I know from being a long-time fan of her So Many Books blog, the third because she wrote me a series of real good, olde timey letters a few years back—and would, perhaps, still be doing so if…
Month: February 2015
Saturday, housebound
I had big plans for this day. My husband’s sunning himself in Costa Rica (when he’s not being rained on by the rain that only happens in the jungle; the kind of rain that, when it hits you, feels like it’s landing a blow, like it’s exacting revenge); I’d looked forward to a good urban…
Culture hangover
I have been a teetotaler of the traditional variety for many years now but effective immediately, I will also no longer be partaking of poetry readings; they are too radically injurious to both physical health and spiritual well-being. I know it’s a cold, dead, lonely time of year to cut myself off from the warmth…
Cold days
I love snow; and I love the look, if not the feel, of deathly cold days. But I saw a pigeon huddled desperately on top of a heating vent at Queen and University today; her feathers were blowing quite shamelessly up around her neck. This somehow makes being anything less than entirely honest impossible: I…
Jam and Idleness 
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