Au revoir…

Beauty comes in many a guise. He loved Beauty. Mayhap, ‘tis why they loved one another. For both were beautiful, inside and out. Some say they were mimetic Each reflecting the other. I believe they were symbiotic.   When he saw Gaudi in Barcelona He decided he would be an architect For the beauty of…

Election Française. “Quel sens pour l’Occident?”*

*French Presidential election. “What meaning for the West?” (For English please scroll down. Chief Engineer Scotty is working out the mechanics of a bilingual blog with Monica, our talented outside consultant. But Scotty is always late.) L’élection présidentielle Française commence dans quelques heures. J’aimerais me dire serein, mais non. Les sondages confirment un avantage sérieux…

Pot-pourri one-and-forty

San Francisco 2016. West Africa. c.1960-61. Left to right: Little sister, our friend Marie-Martine, and yours truly. En route to the islands. And swimming in the open sea on the way. The boat was a wooden contraption called a Pinasse. Slow, noisy and fab. Brittany, home of my ancestors, half of them anyway. 2013. Not…

A house in Giverny. Fin.

Previously on Equinoxio: Chief Engineer Scotty seems to have fixed the Time-Warp modules. I’m not entirely at ease. Last time he said that we found ourselves in the middle of the battle of Hastings. Some historians mention that the sudden appearance and disappearance of a Red dragon may have led the Normands to victory. Nevertheless,…