No Place Like Gnome
Even, or maybe especially, during strange and doleful times, the whimsical comes into its own. Yes, we have our daily work, our responsibilities. A book of class lists here, a book of hymns there. As the late afternoon shadows fall, we know what the evening news will say, how the numbers are mounting up; we watch it anyway, feeling ineffective on our sofas in comparison to those on the front lines, battling it out. We may not be the ones … Read More