Tuesday, September 27, 2016
This is an open-air barn that appears to be used for cutting logs (because that's what's inside, anyway). It's the first building you bump into after crossing the bridge, or an indicator that you're close to the end of the walk of you're on your way back.
The three of us made fried rice for dinner for everyone tonight. With champagne. Fried rice with champagne. Try it, sometime.
From the sky to 7 inches away. Things look different when they're seen from unaccustomed distances.
Every day is important. When I was younger, I had the feeling that the important days would happen sometime in the future. Now I'm coming round to feeling that they happen "now".
This now is nearly complete. I'm ready for the next part, ready to jump again.
Posted by baku at 3:55 PM
Down the gravel road, past the rows of poplars...
Posted by baku at 8:33 AM
Screening of the Ogre rough draft went fairly smoothly, though the colors became fluorescent on the little projector. Audience response difficult to interpret, but it went ok. Keep going.
I'm leaving soon, on to Paris for Phase II. Work cut out for me, to be sure.
Life is constant transition.
Posted by baku at 8:07 AM
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Here's the roof of the priory. Still beautiful.
Last photo - the remains of the pigeon we saw on the road when we first arrived. It is disappearing with the passage of time.
ps - added a few photos to the winery post, courtesy of Ann and Feng Chen: picking grapes!
Posted by baku at 2:54 PM