Remember how I said that there are some trees around here that think it’s still autumn? (Photo taken half an hour ago.)

Newsletter: on fakery and Hittites.

Currently reading: Andrey Tarkovsky: Life and Work: Film by Film, Stills, Polaroids & Writings πŸ“š

Okay, time to get this second career started.

Currently reading: The Complete Works of W. H. Auden: Poems, Volume II: 1940–1973 by W. H. Auden πŸ“š

Currently reading: The Complete Works of W. H. Auden: Poems, Volume I: 1927–1939 by W. H. Auden πŸ“š

A number of trees here are convinced that it’s still autumn.

Currently reading: Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens πŸ“š


Currently reading: History of England (Volume I) by David Hume πŸ“š

We found our old friend Nelson! – missing for many years. (Long ago a friend from South Africa gave him to us.)

Currently reading: The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins πŸ“š

Chilly and lovely morning in the neighborhood today.

I don’t often read the New York Times, but when I do, I prefer to use lynx.

Currently reading: The First Kingdom: Britain in the Age of Arthur by Max Adams πŸ“š

Currently reading: The Selected Letters of Wallace Stegner by Wallace Stegner πŸ“š

First newsletter of the new year!

First πŸ”₯ in many months

FYI: I am doing Big Blogging again, and if you want to support that you can buy me a dragon.

It was 80ΒΊ here an hour ago – tomorrow morning it’ll be 22ΒΊ.

Cheers, London. Wish I were visiting you right about now.

Currently reading: Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens πŸ“š

The Jesuit church, Mount Street Gardens, London (a few years ago). Looking through some of my London pictures this morning, wondering when I’ll be able to return.

Currently reading: Freud: The Making of an Illusion by Frederick Crews πŸ“š