Grant McGaheran
@grantmcgaheran.bsky.social
From Sheffield, in Tokyo since 2000.
Books, walks, modernism, records, cats.
Books, walks, modernism, records, cats.
'There is little evidence that the irascible, as a class, are friendless, and my father's bursts of temper may, for certain acquaintances, have added to the excitement of knowing him.'
November 29, 2025 at 2:58 AM
'There is little evidence that the irascible, as a class, are friendless, and my father's bursts of temper may, for certain acquaintances, have added to the excitement of knowing him.'
'As for Chapu's monument, to be perfectly frank, it is a pretty bas-relief in sugar, in which Truth looks as if she were relieving herself in a well.'
November 28, 2025 at 3:40 PM
'As for Chapu's monument, to be perfectly frank, it is a pretty bas-relief in sugar, in which Truth looks as if she were relieving herself in a well.'
The Bend for Home
November 28, 2025 at 7:42 AM
The Bend for Home
Yer Friday crow or might be raven I don't know I'm not its mum
November 28, 2025 at 7:30 AM
Yer Friday crow or might be raven I don't know I'm not its mum
'She said, "Put away that dee lantern," she says.'
'Yes.'
'Says she, "Dost hear, old turmit-head? Put away that dee lantern. I have floored fellows a dee sight finer-looking than a dee fool like thee, you son of a bee, dee me if I haint," she says.'
'Yes.'
'Says she, "Dost hear, old turmit-head? Put away that dee lantern. I have floored fellows a dee sight finer-looking than a dee fool like thee, you son of a bee, dee me if I haint," she says.'
November 27, 2025 at 10:26 PM
'She said, "Put away that dee lantern," she says.'
'Yes.'
'Says she, "Dost hear, old turmit-head? Put away that dee lantern. I have floored fellows a dee sight finer-looking than a dee fool like thee, you son of a bee, dee me if I haint," she says.'
'Yes.'
'Says she, "Dost hear, old turmit-head? Put away that dee lantern. I have floored fellows a dee sight finer-looking than a dee fool like thee, you son of a bee, dee me if I haint," she says.'
Enjoyed the mist this morning.
November 26, 2025 at 7:19 AM
Enjoyed the mist this morning.
Good morning mate.
November 25, 2025 at 9:49 PM
Good morning mate.
Those your pipes mate.
November 24, 2025 at 2:41 AM
Those your pipes mate.
'The hard, smooth terror was in him. He saw the birches carved, bent to shapes that were not trees but men, animals, and the hardness and the terror were blue and silver on the edge of vision.'
November 22, 2025 at 4:39 AM
'The hard, smooth terror was in him. He saw the birches carved, bent to shapes that were not trees but men, animals, and the hardness and the terror were blue and silver on the edge of vision.'
Healing on a tired Thursday to walk beneath a gleaming canopy.
November 20, 2025 at 7:15 AM
Healing on a tired Thursday to walk beneath a gleaming canopy.
Tomatenpolitik
November 20, 2025 at 5:19 AM
Tomatenpolitik
Three years ago today
Consider the leaves
Consider the leaves
November 19, 2025 at 10:04 AM
Three years ago today
Consider the leaves
Consider the leaves
Season of Lights
November 15, 2025 at 9:50 AM
Season of Lights
Bamboo forest, watchful guardian
November 13, 2025 at 9:29 AM
Bamboo forest, watchful guardian
Here Comes Midweek
November 12, 2025 at 8:05 AM
Here Comes Midweek
Yer Wednesday morning steaming kudzu.
November 11, 2025 at 10:54 PM
Yer Wednesday morning steaming kudzu.
Enjoying the clouds this morning.
November 9, 2025 at 9:48 PM
Enjoying the clouds this morning.
