October 11, 2013
The rain pelts down outside my window. I get my pipe well lit and settle down. It’s a good day to remember. To recall. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about seeing, about… Continue reading
The rain pelts down outside my window. I get my pipe well lit and settle down. It’s a good day to remember. To recall. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about seeing, about… Continue reading
Okay, let’s be honest. I don’t know how much mileage I can get out of recording Thursday night conversations blow-by-blow, fascinating though they be. I know there are some of you who look… Continue reading
To organize a subversive gathering, begin with a fire built from the bones of an old tree and a west wind that sends cedar-scented smoke stinging into the eyes. Add a fresh fall… Continue reading
The Brotherhood of the Briar needs no introduction to its loyal coteries which still exist in far-flung corners of the earth. For those who do not know, the following description will suffice to… Continue reading