a fleeting ripple

First days of March never feel like spring, the chilly wind howling between the buildings as it has been for the past five months. The...

It is still mostly chilly in the mornings, necessitating a soft wool cardigan and an old blanket that’s almost completely felted. The...

An old air conditioner is not enough to battle August heat in the Mediterranean. Its roar is deafening, without helping much about the...