My mother just wrote to say that both she and I were born on a Sunday. I wonder how she remembers such a thing. Are we really bonny and blithe and good and gay? And what is blithe really, anyway? These are the things that concern me this morning. Last weekend Molly and I finally (after one postponement due to my health) made our weekend getaway to the Santa Cruz mountains. Rain, heavy traffic, darkness […]
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