Sundays without a plan
In praise of the day that doesn’t need to be productive.
Reflections on the places, encounters and choices that keep talking to Rose.
32 thoughts
In praise of the day that doesn’t need to be productive.
A small collection of passages that changed the way I look at things.
The grey hairs arrived. With them came the wish to learn new things.
Getting to know who grows what I eat changed the way I cook — and talk.
The notebook is slower than the phone. That’s exactly why I went back to it.
Going out alone used to seem sad. It became one of my favourite kinds of company.