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The Perils of Orpheus Part VI: Descent to the Underworld

 This is the last episode for this week - Part 7 - 12 will appear next week beginning on Sunday.  I would remind my gentle readers that today's episode is properly read from the bottom up...
 

The Perils of Orpheus Part III: The Wedding

The Perils of Orpheus Part II: Eurydice

 Part II of a 12-part webstory.  Check back tomorrow for Part III. Note: The file is also available as a PDF download if the image below isn't working for you...

The Perils of Orpheus Part I: The Meeting

There have been many, many versions of the story of Orpheus and Eurydice, but none of them have told the true tale, until now.  This 12-part webstory will set the record straight.  Check back tomorrow for Part II. Note: The file is also available as a PDF download if the image below isn't working for you...
 

French Food?

The question mark above is because this year's most notable food event was the English-style tea we gave for some of our French friends, all of whom were rather mystified by the concept.  I was a bit mystified myself, after we had issued the invitations, as to why I would let myself in for such a thing.  The problem was in one small word - 'scones' - which of course are a requirement for an authentic tea.  And unfortunately Tony had mentioned in the emails that scones were in the offing, and so I was committed.
 

A Refreshing Summer Post

Sorry for the hiatus - I was experiencing what you might call technical difficulties in France, and since I've been back I've been experiencing time flow issues.  (Translation - vacuuming up cat hair, deadheading the perennials, putting together programs, etc. - all the stuff that backed up while we were gone.)  Well, it's hotter than a pistol here in Pittsburgh, and so to help any of you that are dealing with the same problem, I'm going to tell you about Jamaica.  

Another Birthday Shout-out, in English this time

This is a picture of the birthday girl, Kelly, who is my first daughter-in-law and the mother of my most recent grandchild. Note that she is smiling in the picture. You would be hard-pressed to find a picture of her where she isn't smiling, and that is because she is almost always smiling.

The Trouble with Homonyms

I've been thinking a good bit about language recently. For one thing, I've been in two non-English countries in the past month. As my last post indicated, I visited Edmund in Mexico, and now I'm in France. We have been coming to the same place in France for five years now, and I've been trying to pick up some French. For one thing, relatively few people here speak much of any English, and for another I think it is unreasonable to expect other people to speak English when you go to their country.