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And New York Paniqued

Eight million New Yorkers were deprived of their morning commute for less than a foot of sheer winter beauty

Well, as far as New York City is concerned, this was mostly media frenzy. I walked to work this morning, some nine kilometers on perfectly scraped sidewalks. The snow had stopped and apart from a few short gusts, an eerie lack of storm floated in…

Return to Cape Agulhas

South of all things African, there remains only ocean

For our most recent yearly trip to South Africa, I could only afford two weeks away from work. We decided to invest four days on a short road trip, a mini-adventure, to grieve, empty our minds and recharge mostly depleted batteries. The target was a minuscule place…

We Run

For various reasons, illustrated with Hudson River snapshots

Some run to win, others not to lose. Some run to look, others to be seen. I’ve seen many run because of looks. They are trying to be winners. I just run, I reckon. It runs in my blood. Running intrepidly by the museum It’s…

Fall Was Straggling, Summer Had Gone

What if your weekend outing to the Delaware Water Gap yielded mixed results and ended in dreadful traffic?

The Zipcar is dirty. Again. Its seats are stained and you sit down uneasily. The windshield reluctantly shows you the world through a slightly foggy film embedded with fingerprints, the ghost of multiple GPS-mount suction bites, and nicotine. But behind you is a full load…

Hummingbird, the Sequel

Another sighting - still presumebly a ruby-throated young or female - this time at the Conservatory Garden in Central Park

Marie saw two of them in territorial fights on Saturday, I found one on Sunday, and by the time we were picnicking in the garden on Monday after work, on a strangely dull and almost milky late-afternoon, the hummingbirds appeared to have abandoned New York City in…