Tropical Storm Isaac is far enough away, but his flailing forearms arms are soaking us with wind and water. This is the kind of weather that forces you to stay inside, that makes you have to consider the wisdom of doing normal things, like driving your car, like buying milk. It turns you into a […]
The most interesting thing about South Florida is its precarious hold on civilization – a constant tug-of-war between the lawn mower and the strangling vine. I love it here in spite of this and because of this. You can never really relax, even though the Department of Tourism calls out for you to come here […]
The Dadaists would have loved Route 1. In this part of Florida we call it Federal Highway, which makes it sound starchy and solemn. But it’s not. At all. In a way, it’s a mess here, all mismatched strip malls and empty lots, broken concrete, abandoned shops, car dealerships, billboards, with confusingly brand-new Italianate town […]
Just a few minutes outside, with a library book, in shade, on the grass, near pentas, next to a hedge, under sky. Have a wonderful weekend, everyone.