The ridge path in fog
Walks ·I left before sunrise, hoping to see the valley from the ridge. Instead, the fog came up to meet me, and for three hours the world was twenty metres wide.
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Rebinding an old dictionary
Craft ·A neighbour brought me a 1932 pocket dictionary with a broken spine and a cover held by tape. Two weekends later, it opens flat again.
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Books of the summer
Reading ·A hot summer means long evenings on the bench outside. Here are the five books that kept me company, from the one I loved most to the one I am still thinking about.
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Why this site is static
Web ·This blog is a folder of text files turned into plain HTML. No database, no comments, no tracking. Here is why I like it that way.
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A better morning coffee
Craft ·After a year of small experiments, my morning coffee recipe fits on an index card. It is not perfect, but it is mine.