Rev. Stephen Harding, the warden of Hiram’s Hospital, is a gentle and humble man. He wants nothing more than to continue as precentor of the local cathedral in Barchester, leading the liturgy and filling the church with his voice, within his comfortable position as a beneficed clergyman at the hospital. There he has a comfortable … More Trollope’s Warden and the Problem of Medievalism
If we were having coffee, it would be early in the morning so we could enjoy the balcony without any bugs. I might even make sure to pour out any excess water from the bonsai and mutter about mosquitoes and Zika interspersed between apologies for not having a coffee share since December. December! If we … More Weekend Coffee Share: Bakhtin, Bonsai, and Br. Monday
If we were having coffee, I would invite you out on the balcony. I would say how I’ve never had a December like this. We have the windows open most days and had to turn on the AC on Thanksgiving. Not a proper rainy winter down here in the South. The bonsai doesn’t know what … More Weekend Coffee Share: Stumptown Reminiscing
If we were having coffee, it would be simpler this time. I would have the drip ready for us with fresh cardamom pods and meet you out on the deck. If it’s early enough, we might survive the humidity. I would say how I felt coffee culture recede on the migration from Oregon. It seemed … More Weekend Coffee Share: Georgia Edition
If we were having coffee, I would excitedly lead you out to the back porch while the French press steeps. Shuffling past the half-packed boxes of books and the growing towers of other books that I feel need more care than cardboard can provide, I would fling open the door and point. The bonsai has exploded … More Weekend Coffee Share: Damn Fine Coffee with a Bonsai
