No work on the back-back yesterday, but we’d bought some lovely Greenings last weekend, so I baked an apple pie in the afternoon. My mother, grandmother, and aunts all made great pie, as did my mother-in-law. They are now all … Continue reading
This article in today’s New York Times is a hoot. It’s about a guy called Gary Vaynerchuk, who has apparently become a sensation among wine people by way of YouTube videos. Suffice it to say that he’s not some pudgy … Continue reading
I’ve been unable to run for the last few weeks due to another outbreak of TABBS. This is making me really crabby—and really fat. I got into bad habits in England, drinking as much beer as I wanted and not … Continue reading
I was watching an old move the other day in which the term “high-hatted” was used. I’ve always savored this bit of slang, which implies being ignored by someone who thinks he’s too good to know you. I love the … Continue reading
I wrote the other day about “wandering through the dangerous world of equipment catalogues.” That was outdoor gear—kit in Britspeak. Today I’m checking out a different set of tools. Our largish backyard has two parts: The back and the back-back, … Continue reading
I know that Ibuprofin is heavily, even ritually, used by many AT thru-hikers. This article in today’s New York Times covers research that suggests that its prophylactic use is counterproductive, actually inhibiting the healing of tissue and bone injuries. The … Continue reading
It’s time for me to start thinking about new training flats. The pair I’m wearing are fine, but they are the last of the multiple pairs I bought the last time I ordered. I used to buy all my shoes … Continue reading
It’s been an oddly choppy summer. Plans for lots of walking in the Whites have been squeezed out by sometimes-unexpected travels and travails. I still hope for some good days out in early September and on through the fall (which … Continue reading
I bought a new lawnmower this morning and spent the afternoon pushing it around the front yard, knocking down the long, long grass daily rain produced while I was away. This mortification of both the wallet and the flesh seemed … Continue reading
I met up with several blog-and-slog friends in England, all of whom had to make a considerable effort to connect, which was awfully kind and much appreciated. On the first Friday, I met Baz Carter and Penny at Oxford’s White … Continue reading