THE SMALL THINGS

I am, for no known reason, re-reading Middlemarch. I picked it up because I was thinking about my father and the racing world I grew up in. ...

I was going to give this post the title: The Answer to Everything. Obviously, that would be crazed hyperbole, so I restrained myself. Howeve...

You would think by now that I would have got used to being an idiot. I have a fairly high level of folly. Some of it I am aware of; some of ...

Happy day. Family, enchanting telephone call, sunshine, mare, Stan the Man digging for rats , HorseBack, book, and all work done and done an...

I ring up the Beloved Cousin. ‘Oh,’ she exclaims. ‘I miss you.’ ‘I miss you too ,’ I shout. ‘I was only thinking, just the other day,’ she s...