(Viewing the 9/11 Memorial from the perspective of LCDR Otis “Vince” Tolbert’s grave. Photo Socotra, 9/11/12).   I waited until the actual minute of the impact that Flight 77 hit the building had passed. Then I gathered my crap together for the day and drove over to Ft Myer, which nestles around the west side […]

(Dignitaries from some other observation of this day. Tish and Jim are to the left. Photo DIA).   I have been feeling weird all summer. I was taking down the Christmas lights this morning- don’t ask- and it suddenly struck me. Wow, I thought, the reception on Saturday night was a thing of great pride […]

(Pool Furniture piled up after the first winds of Autumn swept through Big Pink. Photo Socotra)   The water was wonderful. The vastness of the Big Pink pool retained the heat of summer, even as the tornados of the changing season swept through yesterday, hurling the light furniture up against the fence. It was chaotic […]

    (Early revelers occupy the Amen Corner at Willow. All Photos Socotra).   There was an opportunity to meet the new in-laws Friday evening, and I wanted to do something special to mark the occasion. I contracted with Kate Jansen, baker extraordinaire, to do one of her famous cakes. That is how I came to […]

(Brock Yates fills up the Ferrari Daytona piloted by racing legend Dan Gurney on the Cannonball Baker Sea-to-Shining-Sea Memorial Trophey Dash, 1975. Photo Car and Driver Magazine.) If you think I am going to talk about the convention, you would be wrong. I am being resolute in my opposition to encouraging any of the candidates. […]

I got a note yesterday from the people who are still in my old line of business. They have had a solemn ceremony commemorating the murder of some comrades in the 9/11 attacks. The tenth anniversary was last year, one with all the bells-and-whistles, but this one will be down-sized. I guess it is time. […]

(Mark Two- or Mk 2- defensive hand grenade. You may wonder how this is a defensive thing, but I believe everything I read on Wikipedia. Photo Wikipedia.) Back to work it was yesterday, and back into a new old world that puts the things of summer behind. Some of those are good things to put […]

(Treading Water at the end of the Regular Season. Self portrait by Susan Jacobs. http://www.susanjacobsart.com). I saw the Verizon trucks here on Saturday morning before leaving for the farm. The last time they were here running fiber in Big Pink, Comcast went stupid for a week. Is this a moment in which the nefarious Phone […]

Just started and rinsed the world’s fastest pick-up truck and confirmed that I am not back to full mobility. Chores are getting in the way of the leisurely morning. Went to a great winery yesterday just down the road and the post-attack larder is two cases of wine richer for the trip. So many chores […]

Not thinking. That is the goal. I am going to concentrate on the matter this long weekend. No thinking. No Iranian nuclear thoughts, no conventions. No thinking. It is time. If I was French, I would be starting to pack to go back north from the Cote D’Azure and the lost long month. Being a […]