Wandering

It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work; and that when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings. -Wendell Berry We...

A beautiful machine

I found this old typewriter and as I was cleaning it up, I started to wonder who had this beautiful machine in its glory days.     Was it a lawyer, secretary, novel writer or journalist?  Having to use such a wonderous machine, each word had to be thought...