Third day of my absence.
By the time you see these doors, if all has gone well with me, I will have seen and climbed at least one mountain, filling memory cards with glimpses of Wales.
posted by Dr. S at 3:01 AM
Saturday, May 10, 2008
By the time you see these doors, if all has gone well with me, I will have seen and climbed at least one mountain, filling memory cards with glimpses of Wales.
About Me
- Name: Dr. S
- Location: Gambier, Ohio, United States
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
Back
- Second day of my absence.
- First day of my absence.
- The next few days.
- Wisteria.
- Under the bridge.
- An eely day.
- Awake and aware.
- Falling sky.
- Solace.
- Set your affection on things above.
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