Swimming against the grain
I work for a big fancy university. The powers that be there conveniently provide a shuttle from the thoroughfare at the end of my road straight to my office. It’s a very lucky thing and saves me untold mental strain and dollars during hustling rush hour commutes. But because it’s on the busiest street in … Continue reading
Summer creeps and leaps to life all out of order. And never quite what I expect. Yesterday was summer because I could see the residual flush of a long sunny walk the day before in my skin. Today is summer because I bite into leftover corn on the cob straight from the fridge, with its … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 