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They once lay on the riverbed, smoothed over by soft tides and the trickle of time. Now they are set in hard sand; worn further by boots, wheels, and the elements.

-Granada, Spain. 2017.


“The past was but the cemetery of our illusions:
one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.”

~ Émile Zola ~

Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Paris in September 2017. 7 more words


August Break 2017: monochrome

Snapped on a lunchtime walk in my Cambridge neighborhood. I’m really liking my new Rothys flats. (That’s a referral link, but this post isn’t sponsored: I’m just happy to have found a comfy, stylish shoe I can walk in. Bonus: they match the cobblestones.)


I Siti

Isn’t it funny that we left Minnesota just about as soon as they made it legal for liquor stores to open on Sundays to go to a country where nothing is open on Sundays? 767 more words


Banishing Bumpiness

Are you a wheelchair user? Do you experience back or neck pain? If so, you’re not alone. Today I listened to a Great Lakes ADA Center… 305 more words



On a night when the leaves chase each other across the cobblestones and the North wind whispers of the coming cold, I make my way amongst the puddles of light cast off by the evenly spaced street lamps, softly humming an old Jackson Browne tune I dig my hands deeper into my pockets. 42 more words

Ramblings & Stuff

A choice

Weigh each word like gold

cobblestones and rutabaga

a poem is born