When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…
This was on a poster from some student show that I brought home from NCECA, but no artist was named. It’s horrible and oddly fascinating.…
And today… the poison ivy.
I had kind of a meltdown in the van last night, coming home late. I thought I was handling this all pretty well, finals week,…
Four inches of snow the week after Easter… can we be done with this, please?