I am home from a mini-vacation of three days at the beach. We took a trip to celebrate twenty years of marriage, and my birthday
It is tomorrow in Paris, or at least, later today.
Photo of a Melting Time Machine. Photo Credit, White Cube Time Machine, An Ode to H.G. Wells We extend out from ourselves like ripples
Remember the “family vacation?” Not the high-end, modern, version so often depicted in television and films, matching luggage and airplanes, but the old-school,