Category: and so it goes

• Re-Entry

  “The most we can do is to write — intelligently, creatively, evocatively — about what it is like living in the world at this time.”…

• Memorial Day

  I live in a haunted land, where the dead don’t stay buried. Where swamps were drained and forests cleared, scattering the remnant living west into…

• All Harness, No Horse

  A little over year ago I wrote about the pressure we were facing in the early days of the pandemic (though we didn’t yet know…

• A Cause for Hope?

  Remember when we learned that George W. Bush liked to paint? That was a moment. I loathed his silver-spoon presidency, his frat-boy insouciance, his wars…

• Gap Month

  Earlier this year, when my cafe job went away, I got a little worried about money. Not a panicky kind of worry, with thoughts of…

• Used Books

  My friend Linda is a book collector. Until recently she managed the largest used book warehouse in our area. That warehouse closed last year. The…

• It’s Been a Minute

  Things have occurred: wildfires and uprisings and super-spreader events, a few holidays, an election in the U.S. and a bit of sore-loser wilding on a…

• World On Fire

  The world’s on fire. I’m back to work. I’m going away for now to attend to my life and educate myself and learn how to…

• Corona Bubble

  Yesterday we had two training sessions for our baristas. Two months without contact, the first thing they did when they saw one another was race…

• Lunch

  I bought lunch from the café down the street today. It’s something I’ve been doing over the past two weeks as I’ve returned to my…