March 13, 2026
“No, you should talk about your disability, ableism, that stuff.”
Angry at him, Emylle replies, “Do not restrict me, you @#$%!%.”
March 12, 2026
The Night Library of Sternendach reads as a mixture of Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets Andrew Lloyd Webber’s Phantom of the Opera — revolving around the library at Castle Sternendach, the Graf’s home. The dance of words played in my mind’s eye with each new verse. All I needed was Andrew Lloyd Webber to write the music. I’ve already cast the show for him, if he’ll but ask.
March 11, 2026
Taylors of Harrogate Scottish Breakfast tea is a solid, plain roast black tea with loads of caffeine to get the engines firing. No need for fruity tones or other flavor hints. This tea is meant to wake you up and give you a solid base for your day — and the tea does exactly that.
March 10, 2026
Bleak midwinter is on the wane. Frosty winds with milder wafts
fan iron-hard earth to coax stone-cold waters into a thaw.
March 9, 2026
On my last walk, I spotted a blue heron sitting quietly by the pond and even managed to snap a photo with my phone. I wonder if the bird will be there again. A deer drinking from the small stream flowing across the trail lifts its head and looks at me, but it does not flee.
March 7, 2026
At its best throughout its current 145 episodes, The Neighborhood shines a spotlight on important cultural and social issues in a way that feels accessible to a broad audience.
March 5, 2026
“Too bad I couldn’t see it from the inside. There was a ramp, but there was a staircase right in front of it.”
March 4, 2026
Her garden is the second most special thing to her. The most special is Charlie. If she joins her garden, Charlie can continue to work with all their seeds and their rich soil and the silly little jokes no one else but they cared to hear. They could still work together.
March 3, 2026
On a toasty summer day, I run to our local Asian grocery store in Amherst, Massachusetts with only one thought on my mind — I have to get tamarind sauce and taste that strong, tangy flavor.
March 2, 2026
They plant their seeds in the iron rich red soil, drop bait in emerald blue water; these faithful stewards live to fish and farm.
February 26, 2026
This planet, once a schlocky sketch
Made by December’s hue — graphite —
Becomes a splendid fresco where
The paints are flowers and sunlight.
The sky, a multiplex-like screen,
Displays a movie where a few
Small, plumy planes hide in the clouds
Then once again appear in view.
February 25, 2026
As I look forward to this trip, I caution myself that Kolkata may be in many ways similar to Delhi, with the same grime, dirt, and chaos of any large, old city. But, I also hope that it will be more relaxed…