How to enjoy the waiting
The sign announces the unexpected delay. 3pm ferry full. 4pm, 76% full. Windows rolled down, we join a long line of parked minivans and smartcars and campers, wondering whether…
When you feel used up
The picture stands, testimony to what was. The ugly scar of a worked-out limestone quarry, gouged deep and empty and useless. The picture stands, testimony to what was, for without…
The mystery of being for others
I’m struggling to write this post. I have been for a week. It’s not that that I have nothing to say. Rather that the deeper I reach into mystery, the…