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Elle and I
My friend Elle, from two blogs ago, has less than three months of life on earth.…
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The Slow and the Swift Under the Sun
It is spring and the gardens are edged. Eight years of tending them, jubilantly gouging new…
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Consciousness Cannot Fathom Death
When I was very young, on the occasion of the death of a neighbour’s pet, my…
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What Problem Was solved?
Elle and I were walking along the front road that flanks the Great Lake in a…
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One Thing Will Never Be The Same
The duck I saw on the road today had only one foot. The footless leg dangled…
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Last Nights are Laden with Meaning
On my last night in London—Jan 30 2025 (I mention the date to give a snapshot…
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Is this Gerotranscendence?
I’m sitting on a train that is so nice it feels like first class. I’ve just…


