Category Archives: In my words

South Mountain Unforgotten

… This two year old Internet photo journal was done on walks in January during the time I was taking care of my father who was dying in the South Mountain, his home for ninety-one years. … South Mountain. Bright but Cloudy. January 29, 2017 […]

November Thoughts

… November Walk I have a pinched nerve in my lower back that affects my left leg which hurts with every step and is in no way alleviated with the aid of a cane, but I made the walk today with Akram and friend Tom […]

Bury Me Under the Weeping Willow

… I recorded this song, first recorded by the Carter Family in 1927 during the famous Bristol sessions, over a weekend in the South Mountain back at Ed Cox’s cabin in 2011 shortly after Hurricane Irene blew over many trees up and down the east […]

July 14, 2018

… The unflattering sketch of Marie Antoinette above on the way to her execution was done by Jacques-Louis David, a Jacobin who had voted for her death. Though some in the crowd jeered and spit, Marie Antoinette, we can see, kept her composure, and later, […]

End of June Photos, Thoughts and Capturings

… … The only surviving letter of Willa Cather to Edith Lewis: … Sunday 4:30 P.M. [October 5, 1936] Shattuck Inn, Jaffrey, New Hampshire My Darling Edith; I am sitting in your room, looking out on the woods you know so well. So far everything […]

May Thoughts

… May 29 At the gym something a little strange just happened. I was doing some bicep work and looked up to see a t-shirt with an adorable white bunny on it gnawing on a skull and making a sound I suppose that sounded like […]

Apple and Chile Salad

… The recipe: … … I pickle jalapeños with some carrots and celery. It’s called escabeche. I boil them in vinegar and water for about ten minutes, long enough for the shiny chiles to grow dull. I use a lot of vinegar. You might not […]

April thoughts

… Constantly organizing and reorganizing, getting and throwing things out, deciding what is valuable and what is not, trying to get to the essential, which is where the clarity is, the current, the flow, the where we are, not where we want to be. Too […]


… After a year long slow decline, my father died on April 10 at the age 91. At his funeral on June 3, my sister Cathy and I spoke on behalf of our family to thank those who had come to say goodbye. Seeing so […]

Damn, April 25

… Yesterday I went to work on my sonnets and they looked horrible; changes I had made the day before that I thought then would complete everything were not as good as they’d looked; in fact, they were awful, and had been better before the […]

Oatmeal Gravy

… At the moment the kitchen is not well-stocked. Among many missing items, there is no flour. I wanted to roast a chicken and make gravy with the drippings. People said, “Why don’t you just go to the store and get some flour?” But what’s […]

The Note by the Door

… About a year ago Akram wrote something on a sticky note pad and stuck it by the door, the last thing he looked at before he went out. He was working at a clinic at the time and left every morning. It was written […]