After all these years I finally visited; mostly it was to see the gardens, though I was pleased to see the Caravaggio, too. The whole album is on Farcebook if you want to see more.
MAMO in Photos
MAMO, Madchester, magpies and more. Photo album on the ‘Book, but here’s a few to give you a snapshot of the journey. Now to finish the next paper before I am London-bound. The next MAMO is scheduled for Rome in 2018, so start planning…
Signs of Spring
I expect things will be well beyond just hints by the time I return to New York — the forsythia was beginning to bloom I noticed as I headed to the airport — but just last weekend, there were the first signs that really, maybe spring was finally here after the persistent winter.
Rhode Island Jaunt
Nothing says ‘Spring Break’ quite like a day of larks at the beach! Okay, maybe not so much when it’s one of the coldest days of the year in Rhode Island. Nonetheless I had a great weekend getaway with Jen and Niamh. More photos on the Facebook if you’re there.
Slovenia: Another Green World
Here’s Janez Grm, me, Funda Cinoglu, Vassilis Danellis, Avgust Demšar AKA Tomaš and Alibi mastermind Renato Bratkovič at the legendary Bar Grega. In Casablanca, everybody goes to Rick’s; in Slovenia, everybody goes to Bar Grega. I was unprepared for just how amazing Slovenia would be. I thought it would be fun of course, as it…
From Leechdom, Wortcunning and Starcraft of Early England, a compendium of wonderful folk knowledge of early Anglo-Saxon England, a charm using bread [hláf] hallowed on August 1st [hláfmæsse-dæg] the traditional grain harvest day: Summer’s last hurrah this month: in sunny Dundee the flowers still bloom: But the rowan berries have come too, and they spell…
The rain came but I chased it away so I could visit one of my favourite hidden places in London. Beautiful.
John Dee in London
Last Monday I headed down to London to catch a few exhibits. My first stop after dropping things at my hotel was to drop by the Royal College of Physicians to see John Dee’s Library. The RCP gave me strong sense of dejá vu for my Harvard Med years, where the rich and powerful men…