“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” —L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables October has turned cold. We’ve had snow the past two days. I’d been dreading the turn of the season, the trees shaking loose their final leaves. …
3. Arcana Of one order are the mysteries of light and of another are those of fantasy Rider Tarot Deck instructions —Brenda Shaughnessy, Our Andromeda A good friend came to visit this spring, and a few times during her stay, she pulled a b…
Wear the old coat and buy the new book. —Austin Phelps When I tell people I run a bookshop, they often respond with envy or admiration. But first, a funny look flashes across their face—sometimes fleeting, sometimes not. A look that says, Poor g…
Nothing is ever over in a place like this, which is one Of the reasons why people come to look at it. As an Exhibit the waterfall is naturally unsurpassed: part of Its fascination must be in the way it demonstrates how …
Just before dawn all is blue: I barely see the lark bunting light on a fence post. I stop to admire its white, plump breast, and for a moment the two of us are alone in this world, and at peace. The bunting flies away: white on black on white on…
“The sky was darker than the water
—it was the color of mutton-fat jade.”
—Elizabeth Bishop, “The End of March”
On more Saturday afternoons than not this month, I’ve watched swirls of snow blow past the blue door of our bookshop. The par…
Sitting alone in my tiny bookshop on a cold February morning, I have the sensation that I’ve conjured a dream into reality. The light is crisp and blue through the door. A flight of red paper swallows—a Valentine homage to Chaucer’s poem …