Tag Archives: Chaucer
Mine was not an extraordinary childhood. It was in many ways idyllic: car trips in the summer to Wisconsin, the Statue of Liberty, Six Flags; weekend visits to small towns; the smell of bran, oats, and barn; pony and bike rides; apples in September and snow on Christmas Eve. It was a childhood I wanted […]
After consulting my trusty guide to beanhunting I had to Phone A Friend when I got lost trying to find this alluring little spot. I wound up in a found, cafe-slash-vintage clothing store and settled down with some required reading.
I could be here all day mulling over this, dislodging the essays that need writing and notes that need transcribing. But I seek affirmation often, since beginning my semester delving into the classics from Homer to Shakespeare. Language and the written word are among the first of many personal loves, and these days, studying them […]
A baby’s cheek, and coffee when you wake up on a Saturday morning. Fresh-mown grass in April. Lavender, warm laundry, rain, and the pages of a new book. New book smell! The Amazon guy came to my door tonight – working late, how lucky for me! – and I finally got my hands on books […]