15 degrees this morning. But the pot atop the woodstove is hissing and rattling. The house is not warm... Read More

I awoke rested and feeling good. Finally. A good sleep and no pains or overt illness. "Thank you." ... Read More

When the predawn lightens the room, birdsongs begin. The constant car alarm scream of the 17-year cicadas... Read More

Another Monday. Another day trip down to the Gaithersburg store. Travis is driving—again... Read More

"Mister President"—me. "Book Baron"—John Adams. Often we'd hug in greeting. We always hugged upon parting... Read More

This book story begins with a dream. Really! I have proof. In January 2016, I had a dream... Read More