Cambridge — In Boulder, I thought I lived in a community where something was always going on - well, I was, but Cambridge seems to take this to an overclocked embarrassment of riches, and if I venture out of my n...
Boulder — There hasn’t been any free community yoga in downtown Boulder for six weeks now, and though I’m a grown-up and can certainly suck up for my own yoga classes, there’s something nice about the vibe in t...
Boulder — To make a bad type joke: “Interrobang” is the new single from my imaginary band, The Space Band. We’ve kitted out a Mellotron to make Linotype sounds, the drummer is using pica poles for sticks and ou...
The view from the deck of the Charles W. Morgan. She's visiting Boston for a few days, and I had the lucky privilege of an early-bird tour!
Ordinary things: but they mean I am settling into a new home. (Also, after three months, I finally have something to put my clothes in.)
Like a little furry Eloise. Between apartments for two weeks, but we were lucky to find a cat-friendly hotel!
So I'm settling into this new life in Boston pretty well.
The last of the box of 100 postcards, in the mail. So that they're all postmarked Boulder.
This is what a bicycle looks like when flipped upside down and wrapped up in furniture pads.
Look closer: it's not snow on that tree. Finally!
Post-yoga second breakfast of champions. Boxcar Coffee, Pearl Street.
What's Inside? Papaya Edition
In which one tries to follow a New York Times recipe by the letter, but as ever, just ends up going rather rogue. Take that, Mr Bittman.
My Valentine sent me a valentine. Sometimes the post is slow.
Sitting in bed with a bottle of chai and a purring cat, reading Keith Houston's "Shady Characters" and then ... INTERROBANG!
Entering here the timeless fellowship of the human spirit. Norlin Library, University of Colorado Boulder.