Time flies when you’re having fun, but not, it turns out, during a terrible global pandemic. But it’s not so much that time has been stuck in the mud for the last eleven months; it’s me who’s lost momentum. My wellies got sucked down, my umbrella blew away, and my jacket’s soaked through. I’m the…

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Below is a draft of  the beginning of a book I’m working on. What’s it about? That’s part of the problem–it’s about too much: traveling, COVID-19, getting old, seeing too many contradictions between happy travels and refugee travels, between our green living world and the firestorms of the future.  But here’s the start. Tell me…

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July 17, 2020 The port-a-potty stands directly outside our living room window, on the parking strip of our across-the-street neighbors. They are having their house painted, so the port-a-potty is for the house painters, who happen not to be working today. Crossing my living room intent on one errand or another, I look out the…

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My brother recently sent an email to family showing how the corona virus surrounds us by sending along a picture of the Peanuts’ character Pigpen. An apt analogy, I think, and with the advantage of making the invisible visible. Worth thinking about as we consider re-opening our stores and restaurants and planning large gatherings. What’s…

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