Sunday Windy Sunday: Autumn Walks

It is a windy, early autumn Sunday in Brooklyn. It was forecast to be rainy, but a nor'easter storm that was supposed to drench New York City has been to slow to arrive. So it is merely drizzling, but the wind is blowing and howling, full of sound and fury, signifying freedom. Prospect Lake yesterday, … Continue reading Sunday Windy Sunday: Autumn Walks

Flores de abril

Pasiflora Abril: luz solar ilumina las flores de nuestro jardín. Rosas Rabo de zorro April in these tropics: Flowers from our garden frolic in sunlight. Lirios Calas Geranios "Tigresas" (?) Foto de portada: Flores que brotaron solitas en el jardín sin que yo sepa su nombre.

Montaigne and Thoreau: Walking

To my surprise, this year I discovered Michel de Montaigne as a good friend. I read his essay "Of Experience" with my students in a seminar on philosophy and the good life, and I felt really engaged by his attitude towards life. I particularly appreciate his hedonist view that nature weaves together what is truly … Continue reading Montaigne and Thoreau: Walking

Rilke: Gazing at Gardens

The poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke has been enlightening my mornings, as spring turns into summer. I wake, brew a cup of black coffee, sit by my front window under the shade of the sycamore tree, and let the poet's verses awaken me to the spiritual and sentimental possibilities of the day. On a bright, … Continue reading Rilke: Gazing at Gardens