Summer envelopes the world in a blinding scorch. Extremes that we who know something about wintering are not accustomed to. The city ablaze within a fog of sweat and concrete, slow and sparse signs of life. My days home from wandering must be strictly regimented — hour by hour with the scheduled task, whether obligatoryContinue reading “July Journal, ’22”
Got my fill of a traditional American 4th of July, Philly-style with a delicious barbecue, courtesy of my cousin, and a surprise appearance by Boyz II Men on the parkway, who performed their all-time classics. I hadn’t seen the fireworks there in years, so it was nice getting to see them once again. My favoriteContinue reading “July 4th and Bad Poetry, etc.”
Photograph by Mary Kocol, found in today’s New Yorker Photobooth collection We went to Lake Dunmore today. A nice cool dip, lots of sun, kids playing baseball and our kind of football, Vermont soft serve ice cream. Nothing more American!