I began this blog in 2019 as a chronicle of my trip to Nepal. What preparations would be needed? How would I train? What fears or anticipations might arise? Continue readingNepal 2.0
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. For me there is no more tragic, aching line of poetryContinue readingPrufrock’s Well
I am the worst swimmer. Seriously, I sink like a stone, despite my fairly compact size. Maybe because of my compact size, I suffer an excess of density. WorseContinue readingI am the Worst Swimmer
My nemesis and incessant companion is an elderly overweight beagle named Otis. My sons and I rescued Otis from a nearby shelter; he was a two-time loser, having been leftContinue readingLive like Otis
