I don’t. Ann Althouse succinctly states my take on this election: To me, the election is a horror show, and it doesn’t matter whether I go down into the cellar or jump out the window. A monster will grab me. … Continue reading →
Here’s a very sweet and touching story for you, amidst all the gloom. I’ve noticed, though, that between the time I first read it late last night and now, they’re eliminated one sentence in the story, which is that the … Continue reading →
Not just O’Conner, but Stapleton too. And the script. All brilliant, I think. People remember Archie as a buffoon, and the show as a comedy. But it was much more than that, and the acting was superb:
Continue reading →The leaves aren’t quite what they were just a week ago. But although there are fewer of them, some very beautiful ones still remain. It’s windy, and you can feel a nip in the air. Here are some photos I … Continue reading →
Some people are wondering why on earth I seem so taken with makeovers. What’s the big deal? Besides the obvious desire to get away from the gloom of the election and escape into something seemingly frivolous and entertaining, that is. … Continue reading →
[NOTE: I wrote this post quite a while ago and never published it until now, so it’s not as timely as it once was. In fact, it’s not timely at all. But I think we continue to need the relief … Continue reading →
Yes, it was a surprise when Bob Dylan won the Nobel Prize in Literature. My reaction? I think it’s an absurdity. But I think quite a few of the Nobel Prize in Literature awards choices have been absurd, so this … Continue reading →
Yesterday commenter “T” wrote: One of the things that attracted me to this site years ago was the ability to agree to disagree and to use that disagreement to sharpen and refine my own thinking on a topic. Quite frankly, … Continue reading →
Well, it may not really be poetry—even though it’s a poem by a master of poetry: Robert Frost. It’s more in the vein of light verse, which Frost sometimes also wrote. The treatment is light, that is. Not the subject … Continue reading →
My ex-husband has been going through his papers, and yesterday he found something I thought had been long lost—a poem I had written as a 14-year-old sophomore in high school. How it came to be in his stuff I don’t … Continue reading →
Hey, let’s talk about something other than politics. It’s the weekend! Whether you love Mark Knopfler (as I do), or have never heard of him before even though you may have heard some of his more famous songs like “Sultans … Continue reading →
I find I have still more to say about Frost’s poem “Reluctance.” The theme of the poem is the difficulty of letting go, so I guess it’s fitting and proper that I’m loathe to leave it alone after posting the … Continue reading →