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09/18
The Color of a Princess’ Cheek
I always miss Wallace Stevens’ birthday—October 2—so this year I’m prematurely tipping my hat to the great poet. Thinking of him this evening, I spent some time rifling around in the archives. I do love him so. And he loved…
03/15
Fortune’s Blooms
I‘m planning out a garden and thinking about blooms—and botanical hunters—today. It used to be in centuries past that sailing captains, missionaries and professional botanists made it their business to hunt all over China for new flower to export to Europe…
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