Stella When you walk a dog, you have to take the dog’s walk. It’s only right. If by accident you get a little workout, too, that’s fine, but it should be the dog’s walk. Dogs like to stop and sniff things. For a long time. They check their P-mail at poles, trees, and other important-only-to-them … Continue reading Taking the Dog’s Walk
Category: walking
Reading The Brothers Karamazov (and other grinds)
I have been struggling with The Bros K. but today, today I may have broken through. Things started to shift in Part 1, Book 3 for me. I couldn't get past the whining and the histrionics of the beginning chapters, not to mention all the impossible-to-keep-track-of Russian names. When I can't hear a name in … Continue reading Reading The Brothers Karamazov (and other grinds)
Reading “Digital Minimalism”
Walking with Stella Yesterday, out on the bike path, there was a new slant of light. A spring slant. It was still blowing in the 20s in my face, but there was a definite shift in the angle of the sun. Stella and I both felt it. This new light and the cold on my … Continue reading Reading “Digital Minimalism”