• golden moments

    Golden Moments #19

    It has been ages since I have written a “Golden Moments” post. If you are new here they are an opportunity for me to look back at the little things that have made life worth living recently. This is not the spot for the big adventures; those get their own posts. Instead, this is for those small spots that shine as brightly as gold in otherwise dreary days. Honestly, I think it is quite optimistic of me to write this post right now. I am 7 weeks out from foot surgery and not much has happened in my life recently. But, once I started thinking about it, I realized that…

  • poem for a thursday

    A Poem for a Thursday #268

    I enjoy E. E. Cummings’ poetry because it makes very little sense and yet all the sense in the world. His poetry was described as avant-garde and experimental. He used language in ways he wanted even if it went against all linguistic rules. He is described as “an unabashed lyricist, a modern cavalier love poet.” I have to read his poems several times but they are worth the effort. somewhere i have never travelled. gladly beyondany experience, your eyes have their silence:in you most frail gesture are things which enclose me,or which i cannot touch because they are too nearyour slightest look easily will unclose methough i have closed myself…

  • books I bought

    An Order From Blackwell’s

    Blackwell’s is a bookshop located in Oxford in the U.K. They have been selling books since 1879 and I absolutely love them. The first and most obvious reason for my devotion is that they have a huge selection of books many of which I cannot find in bookshops here in the U.S. The second reason is that they offer free shipping to the U.S. How amazing is that? When I was in Scotland in April I spent some time browsing in a bookshop near our hotel. As usual, I found many books I wanted to buy. However, I had already crammed my suitcase to bursting with books I found in…

  • poem for a thursday

    A Poem for a Thursday #267

    John Clare was an English poet who lived from 1793-1864. He was the son of a farm laborer and became an agricultural laborer himself while still very young. He also worked as a potboy at an inn, a gardener, a lime burner, and joined the militia. He offered his poems to a local bookseller to earn money to prevent his parent’s eviction. The bookseller sent the poems to the publishers of Keat’s poetry. His poems were published to high praise. Clare dealt with mental health issues and was committed to an asylum and at various times believed he was Byron and Shakespeare. He ended up spending the rest of his…

  • vacation

    Scotland Photos

    As I mentioned in a previous post, my daughter and I recently returned from a trip to Scotland. This post is a purely self-indulgent chance for me to insert as many photos from the trip as possible. Brace yourselves. We flew into London, took the train to Glasgow, and then reversed the process to go home. I highly recommend that. The plane tickets to London were cheaper for us than flying into Glasgow, the train tickets were quite affordable and we were able to enjoy the scenery on the trip. Plus, we got a day in London on either end of the trip. We stayed in a Point A hotel…