crates | January 31, 2009
Plutarch tells a story, perhaps apocryphal, about Julius Caesar and his party as they passed through a small Alpine village. His friends jokingly asked whether even in such an isolated and poor setting men still strived and scrabbled for power and office. Caesar very seriously declared that he would rather be the foremost man [...]
crates | January 28, 2009
Sometimes I get irritated…irritated at the shifting nature of reality. Change, always change, like quicksilver…when I think I have it, it morphs, chameleon-like into something else. People I knew in my youth have grown grey, wrinkled. I expect people to act the same, but they don’t. Why do I have to constantly readjust my way [...]
crates | January 23, 2009
It has been unusually cold the past few weeks, staying down in the thirties, with a thick fog veiling the forests and sea. There has been no rain, but I have noticed that beneath the great Douglas Fir trees and the Big Leaf Maples the ground is wet as if a rain has fallen. [...]