I Feel Somewhat Responsible For The Borders

I Might Have Missed My Calling As An Editor. In The Spring, The Sight Of My Empty Garden Beds Gives Me The Horticultural Equivalent Of Writers' Block: So Much Space! So Many Plants To Choose Among, And Yet None Of Them Seem Quite Right!

Places Like Hilton Head, With Water Adjacency And Nice Climates, Are In High Demand, And Land Values Are Insane. In The Case Of Hilton Head, Which Was Developed In 1970 On What Had Been A Mosquito- And Alligator-infested Swampy Barrier Island, Land Value Has Leaped From Nearly Zero To Now Unaffordable.

I Love Japanese Design And Fabrics. I Also Love People Who Make Clothes For Mass Consumption But Do It Well And Cleverly.

There's A Marvelous Sense Of Mastery That Comes With Writing A Sentence That Sounds Exactly As You Want It To. It's Like Trying To Write A Song, Making Tiny Tweaks, Reading It Out Loud, Shifting Things To Make It Sound A Certain Way... Sometimes It Feels Like Digging Out Of A Hole, But Sometimes It Feels Like Flying. When It's Working And The Rhythm's There, It Does Feel Like Magic To Me.

I Never Thought Very Many People In The World Were Very Much Like John Laroche, But I Realized More And More That He Was Only An Extreme, Not An Aberration - That Most People In Some Way Or Another Do Strive For Something Exceptional, Something To Pursue, Even At Their Peril, Rather Than Abide An Ordinary Life.