Bonjour Mindy,* There is a reason people talk about the South of France as they do — it really is all that. I do not know how — after all these years– it can still be unspoiled, charming and utterly intoxicating, but that was definitely my experience. Half of my cousins live in and around… [Read More]
family
re-entry :: reboot :: remember
Bonjour Mindy,*It’s Tuesday morning. Soft, gray and rainy. An absolute novelty for me as the past 30 days have been nothing but full-on sunshine both in the South of France and Paris. The one day I experienced even the littlest hint of overcast was the morning I left France, but even that was tinged with… [Read More]
the mindy project
Dear Mindy, It occurred to me that this idea of mine* might be like that houseguest you are quite delighted to see when they first arrive but then, after three days, you kind of dread coming down the stairs to see they are still. here. gah. Hmmm. Such is the consequence of impulsive actions. This morning I… [Read More]
tears and fears and feeling proud :: it’s life’s illusions I recall
It’s not often that I wish I’d paid closer attention in my high school physics class. And yet, on a morning when the air is so thick and muggy that I have the car’s A/C running and the itty-bit-but-just-enough stream of raindrops require some windshield wiper action but I still can’t see — am thinking… [Read More]
the real thing
out my brother’s window It is so easy in this world to get lost in the illusions. With each generation, the evolution of technology and the dizzying heights of marketing spin, the masters of smoke and mirror get more clever, more adept at dazzling us with their refracted light. If we are not grounded in… [Read More]