Thursday, May 27, 2010


The climbing gym seems to be the optimal spot for catching up with friends. Got in another swell session, this time with a woman I haven't seen for a while. She's far happier than the last time I saw her, and we had a very good afternoon.
Still few signs of spring around here; the poor little spinach sprouts, planted when they were supposed to be, are not thriving. The peas did break through the soil, but I fear for their lives. The old cat has reverted to hibernation, and on these very gray mornings, it's tempting to join him.
Goethe's just arrived in Rome, after having griped his way through the Perugian countryside. Urlsula Le Guin's essays and assorted pieces in Dancing at the Edge of the World were wonderful. She's so intelligent, yet speaks with a sensible and understandable voice, none of that fancy overwritten theoretical material.


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