Mini-Milestones and Bay Adventures

It's all so familiar and clear,My eye's accustomed to every turn; I'm not mistaken- I'm at home;The wallpaper flowers, the chains of books...-Valery Briusov ("At Home"; in the photograph to the left, that is indeed Briusov, posing underneath his desk...In case you're wondering why, it's best not to ask questions; I mentioned several posts ago…

Ch-ch-ch-changes: Zucchini Fest, Part Deux

"...would not, from all the borders of itself,burst like a star: for here there is no placethat does not see you. You must change your life." -Rainer Maria Rilke ("Archaic Torso of Apollo")Last week I received the last line of this poem in an email from my local and most frequented yoga school; the "teacher…