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October 27, 2013 Darlings, be advised: For every five cooks who wish to knock out a wall, opening their kitchen to all and sundry, allowing said sundry to kibbutz, criticize or generally distract...
In spring, the night sky is as vulnerable and bejeweled as a fledgling debutante. The would-be poet, with longings inchoate, gazes up through tender branches now fluttering small green flags. His...
Before I fall asleep at night — though God knows I can fall asleep during the day, walking to the post box — I read from an old Georgette Heyer mystery, or an Agatha Christie, or any “coz...
I am particularly fond of lamps made of “pot metal,” dating from the 1920s and ’30s, their “sculpted” bases depicting women in flowing costume throwing themselves about in what one assu...
It was late afternoon when we arrived at Cousin Danny Daly’s B and B on the green edge of green Killarney where everyone is named Sullivan, except, of course, Danny Daly. We took tea and cake ...
https://faithsullivan.com/2012/03/01/thought-on-the-day-after-st-patricks-day/
St. Valentine notwithstanding, beneath the romance and roses of February fourteen, runs a warm chocolatey river of sexual expectations or at least tensions. In considering this, I was oddly remin...
https://faithsullivan.com/2012/02/14/its-all-about-sex-right/
Hey, kid. Or old lady. Or guy in business suit. What’s that thing hanging on your ear? A cell phone, you tell me. I see. And you’re saying important stuff into it. None of my business, you sa...
https://faithsullivan.com/2012/01/15/that-thing-on-your-ear/
Perhaps you remember it. Angel hair. I think a law was passed forbidding its sale because it was spun glass, bits of which could get into your skin or eyes. You brought it out at Christmas. It wa...
Halloween is my least favorite holiday, if holiday it is. I don’t remember enjoying it even as a child. Well, not beyond the candy. Late October in Minnesota is usually teeth-rattlingly chilly,...
It has started. It started last night, the night of September 12, 2011. The bedroom windows were open. A full moon, or one that was so nearly full as to make no difference, shone through the wind...