J.M. Coetzee needs only a page. Just a single page. And you’re involved. He is a giant. A sophisticated giant.
Scottish sheep know how to sleep, perchance to dream
Bodega Bay
You get there from San Francisco, after a couple of hours by car. You’re coming from the south, so you see the ocean running along the edge of the bay. Continua a leggere “Bodega Bay”
Irene means peace
D.O. 