Among the many things I never thought I would do in my life and have done, the latest is watching a game of rugby. Continue reading
Month: September 2011
THE WOODS
Today I went walking with Salomé. We took a usual route, around the corner and up the gravel road that ends atop the hill. We walked past the property that is occupied by a goat and two cats that belong to a friend. Continue reading
MY BEST FRIEND
His name was Zenaido. He was the gardener. I must have been about forty, so I was a long way from becoming who I am today. Zenaido was not a physically beautiful human being. Continue reading
THE STORM
Friday rain had been predicted, but the skies over Salies remained sunny all day and the temperature climbed to 33ºC. It was a scorcher. I called Kiwi-san.
“Looks like the I-phone forecast was wrong. It hasn’t rained.” Continue reading
REPENT, THE END IS NEAR
If I think I am supposed to be doing anything but what I am doing now, I’m insane.
Byron Katie, A Thousand Names for Joy
Yesterday I watched a 2 hour documentary called What a way to go: life at the end of Empire. It was impressive and upon finishing it my thought was ‘I should be doing something, but what can I do?’ Continue reading
Writing a life 