Not every treasure shines. Some treasures age. Not every miracle comes down from heaven. Some arrive in the shape of a wheel. Some people seek happiness. Some seek glory. And some, in silence, grate Parmigiano Reggiano over a plate of…
After Vespers, Sister Potato of Lourdes Foo-Foo and Sister Piety of the Absurd Sorrows retired to the Workshop of Saint Benedict to discuss certain matters concerning preserves and other topics of a rather difficult classification. —Sister Piety of the Absurd…
Nothing worthy of note happened this evening. The linden tea was still warm. The fire burned with quiet dignity. I rediscovered a book I had believed lost for years. I heard no laughter coming from the Forbidden Attic. I have…
