Something Structured, Something Wild

Something Structured, Something Wild

That life is best optimised which finds itself with balance. Not too much order, nor too much freedom. Not wallowing in any one extreme, but – understanding the irreducible complexity of things – yearns for balance, and not silly oversimplifications. In my...
Wild Flowers

Wild Flowers

No one looks at the wild flowers, growing loose in the fields, and calls them immoral. Old fogeys like myself can sit back and consider all the many sound and reasonable restrictions we place on human love – in all its exuberance. We can declare all kinds of...