Saturday, December 24, 2011
About as close to those alien words as I care to get.
Thanks to Tom Lewis for the gift of matryoshka dolls. The symbolic Saturnalia tree looms overhead, and somewhere, people are drinking their way through the weekend.
New Albany is a state of mind … but whose? Since 2004, we’ve been observing the contemporary scene in this slowly awakening old river town. If it’s true that a pre-digital stopped clock is right twice a day, when will New Albany learn to tell time?