Rain, Goethe, and Avalon

The rain last night was amazing – sheets and sheets of it, washing the Spadina streetcar and all its incoming and outgoing human cargo clean. Thunder clapping over the dinging bell and lightning painting the silver rails and black cables with white. I stayed in watching the wind move the water around the pavement like […]

Mists of Avalon

Well – if it isn’t my old friend exhaustion. How are you, exhaustion? Still… exhausting? Someone had a case of “Christmas Eve-itis” last night. I was literally too excited at the prospect of my Snail interview to get to sleep. So instead, I tossed and turned on my folded up futon until almost 2am, leaving […]