13 ways to look at war, Killer whales that kill and a refrigerator that will make me happy.

Three Things from the week and a poem channeling Wallace Stevens.

The leaves are almost all gone now. From the trees, that is.

They remain on my lawn.

I spent part of my Saturday afternoon raking them into large piles. If you squinted from across the street it may have looked like I grouped mounds of fire, have mastered the elements.

This is basically my posture throughout the Fall, snapping photos of the spaces between …