Be Iridescent

There’s nothing better than wearing something with a little iridescence to bring out a smile on your face. The Honk Festival’s parade will be graced by what may constitute a swarm of Wandering Gliders and Blue-Fronted Dancers, residents of our 162-acre urban habitat here in Cambridge, Mass. If you’re a resident of the vicinity ofContinue reading “Be Iridescent”

Triangle Points: The Scrawl, the Funnels and Me

Funnels—those are what the Brayton Point coal-fired power plant’s cooling towers look like. The image has run across my screen fleetingly over the past several months. Those concrete twin cylinders are like a little fly in my peripheral vision. It’s one of a hundred thousand images or more I’ve registered in that time, that is,Continue reading “Triangle Points: The Scrawl, the Funnels and Me”