“The Rembrandt light of memory, finicky and magical and faithful at the same time, as the cheaper tint of nostalgia never is.” Ivan Doig So here we are again, on the cusp of change. September, in the not-so-distant.
This Week in Lincolnville: Playing Games
.who, me competitive?? Mon, 12/14/2020 - 10:45am
Don’t try to pick out faces. This happy group didn’t live here. See below for who they are
Photo courtesy Jane Liedtke
A selection of Barbara Bentley and Julie Turkevich’s fabric cards. No two alike!
Photo by Julie Turkevich
I’m on a losing streak, one that never seems to end. That’s not a metaphor for my life’s trajectory. I’m
really not winning our game. Night after night I lose the first one, and then, predictably, the second. Rummikub. Ever heard of it?