(bees drunk on last year's lotus) Perhaps because I grew up writing and receiving letters, and because I became (and remain) completely obsessed with mail, I love to read books of writers' letters. Isak Dinesen's letters written while she was in Kenya and Janet Flanner's letters from Paris are among my favorites. A letter is …
Tag: Letters
Forgotten pleasure
Every weekend since she's gotten here, my mother has commented on how lucky I am to have the garden to return to after a week in the city. I had been looking at the whole arrangement differently, seeing it more as an exile from the garden. Last weekend, I decided to try on my mother's …