The digital devices around the house now show December. On them the change was very uneventful. A silent change of a few digits on an LCD display can easily slip by unnoticed. Manually flipping a real piece of paper on a wall calendar is immensely more satisfying. It makes the passing of time seem somehow more real. Part of the fun of a paper calendar may be moving to a new picture. In the bathroom there's now, not surprisingly, a covered bridge. The kitchen wall now sports a new photo of an Italian Christmas Beef Ragout. For another thirty days I get a chance to become accustomed to these. It will then be time to chuck them and hang something completely new on those walls.
Not quite related, I want to share a link to one of my photos. When photos are allowed to run around cyberspace, there's no telling where they may end up. And no, I'm not talking about Britney's latest. I scanned some pictures from my Kuwait days. They have been well-received there. The following page prompted some folks to visit this blog: www.hilaliya.com. Reading the text made me feel old and wise.