a scene from lembit beechers “i have no stories to tell you,” part of some recent work i’ve done for opera philadelphia.
Coming out of hibernation. Soon.
It’s terrible out today, so I’m busy in the kitchen. This is hearth baked white bread with a simple poolish.
Philly’s a snowglobe today.
Cure for the common cold right here, folks.
City lights and a few flakes
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