Excuse my ‘Contact, Contact” — just blogged.
Totally not seasonal, and Thoreau wants me seasonal. I should look up from class notes and paper grading to the calendar! Get oriented!
I’ll write later about Frankfurt on the Rhine and its wonderful hot wine and carousel and American Christmas carols sung upbeat from a performing stage in the middle of a medieval market square, crowds packed, not buying, just sharing their corporeal happiness, thick wool-covered trunk to thick wool-covered trunk, faces ringed colorfully in scarfs of every dimension and texture, bells ringing out the end of a work week, wine raised to delight.