I came across this quote from Robert Pirsig, the author of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, and wanted to share it. "Mountains should be climbed with as little effort as possible and without desire. The reality of your own nature should determine the speed. If you become
at the gym, doing pull-ups on a machine. I had finished a set and was waiting for my one-minute timer to go off, and as I stared into the landscape of treadmills and weight-lifting machines, I noticed an East Indian woman walking in my direction. She appeared to be about
on a plaque in a garden on a walk today with Juno, my 10-month-old Cane Corso. I looked it up, and it was written by an Italian writer named Cesare Pavese. How true, right? For me, anyway. All I can remember are moments, and the ones I remember are laced
I was cooking some Italian sausage. Not the links, but the kind that comes as a brick. The recipe calls for it to be broken down and browned in a frying pan. Overall, I love to cook, and I am pretty good at it, having done it for many years.