LINES OF THE DAY

". . . But the past does not exist independently from the present. Indeed, the past is only past because there is a present, just as I can point to something over there only because I am here. But nothing is inherently over there or here. In that sense, the past has no content. The past -- or more accurately, pastness -- is a position. Thus, in no way can we identify the past as past." p. 15

". . . But we may want to keep in mind that deeds and words are not as distinguishable as often we presume. History does not belong only to its narrators, professional or amateur. While some of us debate what history is or was, others take it into their own hands." p. 153

Silencing the Past: Power and the Production of History (1995) by Michel-Rolph Trouillot

Saturday, June 8, 2013

After Tropical Storm Andrea, Reading, Writing and Raspberries

Andrea dumped the greatest amount of rain on us and many other Atlantic Coastal destinations for a 7th of June since records of such things were kept.

Nevertheless the air today did not feel sharp, clear and clean.  It's humid, even though not that warm.



Still, 'tis the season for raspberries and I'm stuffing myself with them, as I've been doing all week.  Vanilla non-fat yogurt, raw sunflower seeds and raspberries -- such a splendid breakfast.  As for dessert -- any combo of raspberries and chocolate will do.

Of course it's pasta-wine-jazz night tonight, tonight being Saturday night.

I continue reading Volume II of Savannah's An Epic IV Volume Civil War History: Vol. II: Brokers, Bankers, And Bay Line: Inside the Slave Trade.
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2 comments:

T. said...

Is the price tag on those wonderful berries rivaling the price of gold?

Just wondered.

It's that way here.

About 10 cents per berry.

Oy.

June 10, 2013 at 2:24 AM
Foxessa said...

I've been getting two pints for $5, which isn't inexpensive, really, only in comparison with what they usually are. But they are in season and thus have actual, you know, raspberry flavor instead of this sour nothing, which usually fruit has around here.

I did pay a dollar and 14 cents for a very tiny, but real, i.e. ripe, Georgia peach at Gourmet Garage. Shared with el V as dessert. That is too expensive.

NOT buying any tomatoes yet.

Love, C.

June 15, 2013 at 9:14 PM

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