Category Archives: Cahier
Winterish After last night’s blizzard, the cement Chinese scholar—who meditates on a makeshift pedestal in our garden’s southwest corner—has suffered a storm-change into something rich and strange. Atop his modest Buddhist curls, he now wears a proud bishop’s miter of … Continue reading
Traveler’s Journal (December 2007) The ancient Greeks believed that the spirits of the newly dead, arriving in the underworld, had to drink from the River Lethe whose magical waters erased their memories and prepped them for oblivion. Something similar must … Continue reading
Click on each photo below for the “big picture” and a brief diary entry for each image.