Over the coming months, I hope to make this quite a cozy little place, complete with pictures of the people whom I cherish, recipes that work for me, descriptions and pictures of places where I have been or would like to visit, my ideas about teaching, my thoughts about books, films, and world events, and more.
So, please check back in a few weeks. I promise to activate the links on the left.
For now, I leave you with a poem that speaks to me now. It was written by a French Renaissance poet, Joachim du Bellay. Here's a very rough paraphrase with no poetic pretensions:
How happy is the man who can pass his days among his own and who without lies, fear, envy, or stress, reigns peacefully in his home. He is not governed by an unfortunate drive to acquire ever more, and his greatest desire is satisfied by what he already has. Setting his own agenda, he does not spend his days toiling for others: he is his own supervisor, manager, and boss. He does not spend the money he earns just to acquire more nor does he put work before his friends and family: he is perfectly content with what he already has and does not want more.