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Tuesday, May 20, 2025

May 20: a selection of words from the journals of cherished artists written on this day

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  May 20: Roman Catholic Feast Day of St. Bernardine of Siena, Confessor The Republic of Siena was the country of St. Bernardine.  He was bo...
Friday, May 2, 2025

Notes on my "needing" a climbing guide book, Berner Allen~

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  I bought so many books in March I declared a book-buying moratorium for April.     When a book  arrived  by mail on April 7, Aisha accused...
Thursday, April 10, 2025

Puce, or Running Down a Word

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We were talking about clutter, specifically all these clothes I don’t wear.   I only really wear two pairs of pants, I admit. And you have t...
Friday, March 14, 2025

Books I Saved from the Fire, or Answers to Questions You Didn’t Ask

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Books on your nightstand?                     This is not curated.  These are the books that are actually there.                   •  The Ar...
Sunday, January 12, 2025

Where Rachel Kushner's Creation Lake Took Me

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  I really enjoyed reading Rachel Kushner’s newest novel  Creation Lake .  I only read a book I like this much about once or twice a year (I...
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Sunday, January 5, 2025

Almost Winter Solstice

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The day before the shortest day of the year we drive to town to do errands,   stop at Robert’s Books to drop off a box for store credit, or ...
Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Singing Autumn Song: a Walk in the Tuscan Hills

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  We are driving in a medieval hilltop village in Tuscany. The driver stops the car in the middle of the street (the street is only about 12...
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David Stevenson
I am a writer and a mountain traveler who lives on the central Oregon coast. The fact that I don't really know what a blog is apparently hasn't yet disqualified me from "having" one. I've published five books: Letters from Chamonix, winner of the Banff Mountain Book Award for fiction in 2014; Warnings Against Myself: Meditations on a Life in Climbing; the novel, Forty Crows; High Places, Sacrifices, Mysteries; and Points of Astonishment: Alpine Stories. I grow old, I grow old, I wear my trousers rolled.
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