Unreliable Narrator

In this entry, my father is feeling, well, a little sad. Maybe a little removed from the goings on in the world. Maybe it's just mid-w...

Combining here two short journal entries that show my father continuing to explore the idea of a written sketchbook, cataloging in word st...

A rush and a push and 1962 is ours. Considering my snails pace keeping up with this blog over the past couple years, I'm rushing throu...

I love this entry. Though dated the 25th of December, it doesn't hint at Christmas but instead gives an idea of what my father was try...

Here's another installment, which finds Wendell reflecting more and more on Cape Cod nature and weather, in weatherproofing his new ho...