(The Red Fort, New Delhi, India, 2002). Given recent events, the Writer’s Section at Refuge Farm was chatting about Iran and their Bomb this morning. And Afghanistan and pieces of the rest of a long story. It accounts for some of the feelings down at the Fire Ring about events that have been dragging on […]

Good morning! It is a good one and the sun is bright and pain is starting to diminish. The rain has stopped in Virginia’s Piedmont, and something like recovery continues to happen here at Refuge Farm. I won’t go into that end of things, since it is just what it is. But some general steps […]

(This isn’t the Nash Metro Dad bought for Mom. That Metropolitan had the same colors and had been built in the UK and represented part of George Romney’s effort to compete in the Car Wars of the mid-1950s. Ours was naturally built to British standards. There was no “trunk lid” since access to what they […]

(Flowers seem much better at Home!) You can fill in the missing words with ease, but the reality of “Coming Home” after a period of supervised living is pretty abrupt. It causes this to be a briefer edition of The Daily than I had anticipated. Getting used to the hospital ward environment is abrupt and […]

(The Attorney’s office downtown was site of a rare visit off the medical campus yesterday. Delightful!) It may be the end of supervised confinement at medical facilities across Northern Virginia in Culpeper, Vienna, Manassas and points between. There was a flurry of surgical interventions that probably had nothing to do with the Moderna Vaccine, the […]

Wyoming’s congressional representative Liz Cheney got clobbered yesterday in the Wyoming GOP primary. It was another strange developement in a strange election cycle. This one featured registered Democrats changing parties to vote for her, though in the end she lost all but one county in the lovelt state. There is more, of course, including author […]

(Wait, that is Afton Street in Detroit a half century ago! What I meant to say was: Ah! There is is; Cheju-Do, the “do” meaning “island.”” This was an interesting start to the week in the Rehab Center. Well, sort of, if the release happens. I have a couple working devices on the little table […]

Author’s Note: The current Hospital Stint is lurching to the end, we hope. The ankle wound feels better, and release may be forthcoming this week. Proof of the ability to return to life on my own is progress on the book about the end of the Cold War. So, in that spirit, there we are […]

This is a success story, of sorts. As you may have noticed, they are a little unusual at the moment. I am plotting my release from post surgical time at the rehab center down in Culpeper, hoping to be back with the crowd at Refuge Farm next week. Healing seems to be proceeding each day, […]

We are breaking the sweltering heat of the fullness of history today. It has been twenty or thirty days of stultifying warmth. The flat-screen has been whimpering about triple-digit sweat for weeks. The weather-guessers have been giddy with reports of mildness that could last more than a week, and our pal, president of the Hoosier […]