“You take delight not in a city’s seven or seventy wonders, but the answer it gives to a question of yours.” Italo Calvino All cities have a sound. All villages and squares, all roads and hilltops, all walks along the quai, and market day rambles. It’s easy to discount it as ‘noise’, or block it … Continue reading The Sound of the City…
“It is chief of this world’s luxuries, king by grace of God over all the fruits of the earth. When one has tasted it, he knows what the angels eat.” Mark Twain – Pudd’nhead Wilson There is a taste of summer. I remember it from my youth. Along with sweet corn, and lemonade, the smell … Continue reading The Taste of Summer…
“Memory really matters…only if it binds together the imprint of the past and the project of the future, if it enables us to act without forgetting what we wanted to do, to become without ceasing to be, and to be without ceasing to become.” Italo Calvino …there’s this rosemary bush in the Roquette. I mean, … Continue reading Things Past…
Chasing Snails (And Other Movable Feasts) 