Monthly Archives: August 2009

The miraculous weather continues today. Cool, dry and clear. It is a parentheses in the swamp. No one can figure out where this came from. It’s a blessing for sure, to be relieved of suffering in late August. But it’s … Continue reading →

Miraculous day! We stepped out of our houses this morning and felt the air. Strange. Cool and dry. I am sitting on the porch, and get this . . . not sweating. As if October had visited a little early. … Continue reading →

The drama of the gifted child. To be great is to be misunderstood. #613, c. 1862 They shut me up in Prose — As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet — Because they liked me “still” … Continue reading →