Random (again) Monday.

Went to a dinner last night to honor and say farewell to a dear friend who is moving to Seattle. Our conversation ranged from Occupy Wall Street to Lucretius to recipes using kale. Our lovely host served a wonderful meal followed by an extraordinary orange muscat dessert wine. This talented artist also recently published a memoir titled What Doncha Know? About Henry Miller. It sounds fascinating and is next on my to-read list. We should all have such fabulous pasts, and here's to civilized dinners.

First I need to finish this book:

Currently listening to this:

And a quote for the day:

A person who is a master in the art of living
makes little distinction between their work and their play, their labor and their leisure, their mind and their body, their education and their recreation, their love and their religion. They hardly know which is which and simply pursue their vision of excellence and grace, whatever they do, leaving others to decide whether they are working or playing. To them they are always doing both.
— – Zen poet (via whimsicalities)

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