at the gym, doing pull-ups on a machine. I had finished a set and was waiting for my one-minute timer to go off, and as I stared into the landscape of treadmills and weight-lifting machines, I noticed an East Indian woman walking in my direction. She appeared to be about
on a plaque in a garden on a walk today with Juno, my 10-month-old Cane Corso. I looked it up, and it was written by an Italian writer named Cesare Pavese. How true, right? For me, anyway. All I can remember are moments, and the ones I remember are laced
I was cooking some Italian sausage. Not the links, but the kind that comes as a brick. The recipe calls for it to be broken down and browned in a frying pan. Overall, I love to cook, and I am pretty good at it, having done it for many years.
In my last post Things I Would Have Liked to Have Known When I Was Younger, I wrote about impermanence, and wouldn't you know it, today's quote from the Waking Up app was this one by Thich Nhat Hanh: "It is not impermanence that makes