Don’t Pity the Cobblestones

Ancient cobblestones in Italy laid in radial pattern

Don’t pity the basalt block that resides underfoot in the cobblestone road. Horses and carts; buses and motorcycles have traversed these stones for centuries. And what are we, after all, without purpose? Pity instead the slab of marble. It was once a part of a living organism, residing on the bottom of the ocean. It … Continue reading Don’t Pity the Cobblestones


Lake Maggiore at sunset

Aeolus drags his finger through the sand. His mind is wandering aimlessly. He retraces the line in reverse. He digs a deep furrow as he ponders the power of Zeus. “If Zeus merely sneezes his people bow down to him. I am only the god of the wind. If a sailor has a bad day … Continue reading Aeolus