The Starry World of Our Desire, part I

Sénanque

March 3.

I’m in my office/studio this morning. The geese on the creek are making quite a racket. We are on the tail end of a nor’easter and there is a good deal of wind; it is cold, but not very cold considering it’s early March. The last few weeks have been unusually warm.

Over the last month, I’ve had a great deal of opportunity to ponder the qu…