I’ve always been fascinated by “in-between moments.” Snippets of time after one thing and before another appear, to me, to be where the living really is, or at least where the opportunity exists to think about where the living really…
Brrrr…and starting fresh
It’s getting cool in the Boston area; this morning I’m in a sweatshirt and shorts (to be sure that I head to the gym) and I wish I’d thrown on something warmer. I actually like the dipping temperatures at this…