Tin is very taken with the moon and stars and now is branching out to include the sun and sky and clouds in his repertoire. When we see the moon, we always recite what my mother taught me, “I see the moon, the moon sees me, god bless the moon and god bless me.” And we sing twinkle twinkle for each star. Today I saw a woman wearing a tee shirt that said: The sun…
We woke this morning to an almost twenty degree temperature drop – WALA! – fall, we hope. The dogs and I went for a longer walk than usual and tried to start the day off on the right foot. Then I come home to the headlines – John Mayer quits Twitter (read: just got a clue), Oprah’s gift creates a frenzy (revised: money corrupts even Oprah), Obama’s message is garbled (interpretation: it’s the economy, stupid).…
I ran downstairs to get some notes I had left on the kitchen counter and Tin was walking backwards throughout the house. Seeing how Monday is going, and how it seems everyone keeps saying how good it used to be, maybe we should all walk backwards today.
I keep wondering who this guy is – Recep Tayyip Erdogan, who was elected Prime Minister of Turkey in 2003 threatening the longstanding secular tradition of that country (since 1937 the Turkish constitution adopted secularism and gender equality as explicit state policies). But more than 70% of the voters turned out recently to reform the government and give Erdogan even more power – but will it be to move the country to the right a…
We’re very fond of our zoo here at the LaLa despite the fact that Heidi the German Shedder has left a coating of dog fur from one end of the house to the other and barks at anyone who deigns to walk by, and despite Loca’s vertical jumps that have left deep grooves in the solid mahogany window sills, and Bam Bam’s grey fur that has coated the one chair on the screen porch and…
I’ve been going through photographs of my mother trying to select the best one for a porcelain cameo like the one of my grandmother on her headstone. In doing so, I’ve been looking into her eyes over and over, so much so that she is in my dreams and drifting in and out of all my thoughts these past days. I can tell you that I’m shaken by her beauty, her deep green eyes and…
I’ve told many people that you could come visit New Orleans and not see a trace of the Great Government Levee Failure of 2005 or you can see it appear through every nook and cranny – just depends on how you are looking. I took the truck in for repairs on Bienville this morning, taking the dogs with me so that I could walk them back home. I walked down Bienville, crossing Carrollton on my…
My NYT was a no show this morning, and friends called for breakfast at Cake Cafe, one of my favorite joints in the Marigny, so off we went. I had just been reading quotes in Harper’s of letters sent to Franklin Roosevelt after his radio announcements – some were banal like one who told him the pronunciation of status is with a long a not a short one, but a lot of them were insinuations…
“I love the fall. I love it because of the smells that you speak of; and also because things are dying, things that you don’t have to take care of anymore, and the grass stops growing.” – Mark Van Doren I was going to get some plants at Mizell’s yesterday and asked my neighbor if she wanted me to pick her up one and she said no way, everything is about to die. My allergies…
My last entry sent me towards Wordsworth and the contemplation of material versus nature, but after a day in the weightiness of New Orleans oppressive heat I have to step back and say sometimes nature is not so comforting as a Wordsworthian poem might represent. Tin is a sweater, beads of perspiration appear on his lip if he even looks at the front door and yesterday he was sweating like an athlete. I poured some…