Category: Andrei Navrozov

I would be somewhat offended if the gentle reader thought even for a moment that I had watched this film before writing about it.

Continuing last week’s ruminations about things that endure and are to be celebrated for their virtue…

On other occasions I have shared with the gentle reader my experience of the precariousness characteristic of an unemployed writer’s life…

I analyzed the “Twitter herd” instinct in this space before, but the heat has now made it truly Gadarene. The swine, in fact, quite possibly leapt into the Sea of Galilee because they wanted to cool off.

I was so flabbergasted at the turn of events that I’ve sent in a photograph with today’s copy to quash any misgivings.

Those moments I attempted to capture here last week did actually flash through my mind when the quake hit, but now I thought, why not keep going?

We had a respectable earthquake here last night, 6.1 with the epicenter in Calabria, and the house swayed like a house of cards.

Of the nearly six hundred weekly posts I have published here since this site was launched, I note that not one delved into what is called natural history.

Gentle reader, please bear with me. I want to make one simple point, but making it requires a longish introduction.