Monthly Archives: August 2017

Walking Down Patchouli Avenue

Posted on August 21, 2017 by O

Walking home then after the movie and symphony and cicadas.   We almost missed our stop.  The conductor or loudspeaker did not announce them.  How is anyone supposed to know when to get off? What do you do if you are … Continue reading →

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When Your Roommate is a Hummingbird

Posted on August 18, 2017 by O

You might find me weeping today in the garden.  Today, on a day of immeasurable beauty.  No man or woman or child has ever seen, made, or been to such a place. It started last night after coming home from … Continue reading →

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Nabokov Summer Day Part II

Posted on August 2, 2017 by O

Steamy it was, but a good kind of steamy.  It’s August now and I didn’t think the “dog days” were coming because suddenly late July was so cool.  I read somewhere that dog days don’t refer to hot and muggy … Continue reading →

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