The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one’s own, or real life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life…what one calls one’s real life is a phantom of one’s own imagination. — C. S. Lewis And […]
C. S. Lewis
Fall Classic
Varigated leaves, Maine 2009 We’re off for a few days in Vermont and Western Massachusetts with our Jack’s Place gang of friends. Jack’s Place is a house in the western corner of Vermont that a group of us are building together. At the helm of this project, emotionally and architecturally, is my favorite pied piper […]