Category Archives: Images of our herd in specific

Why the Chinese Prize Sons

Though we have run dry of Easter egg hunters, we have no shortage of people who eat breakfast. And while the eggs we peeled for Easter morning were only white as snow and brown as earth, they tasted just like … Continue reading

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Large Syringe/Shorter Ghost

Nov 1, 2007 The little absurdities of life (or—another excuse not to sit down and face writing the last chapters of the latest book). Scene: my house with Ginna in it. Ginna (pointing at me): Max, what’s her name? Max … Continue reading

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Once upon a mountain—

Here I am, Feb 2012, looking back at this.  I had to reinsert the images.  I’ve gone through it on the fly.  To this day, we relive this in our dreams.  To this day, we’ve none of us had a … Continue reading

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