The gorgeously sunny spring days of late winter have morphed into winterly wet days of early spring. So much so that my morning run turned into a two-parter, bisected by some serious pre-April showers. Four point four kilometers in the morning, a third of it dripping wet, and three point zero one kilometers in the […]Read more "Rainy Days"
Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose. However, before we explore the relative merits of this line in Gertrud Stein’s poem ‘Sacred Emily’ and find the penguin connection, we must retrace our thoughts and begin at the beginning … or is that the Begin the Beguine? It all began with an interrupted morning run. […]Read more "A Penguin est un Pingouin is a Flightless Bird, is a Bartender?"