About life on the land,

& about a woman finding her way in middle age I go to philosophy for wisdom. I go to my library of skimmed-through books for a new and more thorough understanding of the world and my own (hypothetical) place within it. And sometimes, when reading the best, that is; when reading a thinker who can write like a…

A talent for concealment and revelation

A breeze was blowing, and I could smell salt, seaweed, and sun-bleached shore. I knew, once again, that I’d found home. –Sue Hubbell, Waiting for Aphrodite I never tire of the coast because it’s never the same twice. The tides and the weather change its physical shape, and they bring different things to look at….