Tag Archives: dragonfly

Gui-tars and Garter Stitch

British friends and rellies thought we were mad. I thought we were mad. Hurricane one had already hit, devastating Houston. Hurricane two was limbering up in the wings, gulping steroids. Somehow we’d booked our flight to Texas for the lull … Continue reading

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The poet-tramp-novelist and the dragonfly

No time to stand and stare. You know the quote, don’t you? Or do you? ‘What is this life if, full of care/ we have not time to stand and stare?’ [A classic example of the importance of commas, btw, … Continue reading

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