“Frankly speaking,” my Professor friend said, lighting his cigar, “is one of the least trustworthy openings in the English language.” We were sitting in his
The Stories that were Not for Sale
Estate sales are strange affairs. A house is opened to strangers, its cupboards inspected, its drawers pulled out, its books handled, its porcelain turned upside
Same Time Next Year
“Professor,” I asked, “how often should one meet close friends?” He looked at me as if I had asked him how often one should service
The Place Between Paragraphs
I have often wondered whether writers truly choose places, or whether places quietly choose writers. We speak endlessly about writing habits, routines and rituals, discussing
After Standing Before Picasso
Picasso 1905 Lady with Fan I did not expect a fan to follow me out of the museum. A few days ago, while walking through
Mud on the Boots
There is something missing in the environmental profession today. Not intelligence. Not energy. Certainly not vocabulary. Young professionals entering sustainability today are articulate, globally aware,