Oct. 30
I’ve been sick. Blegh. I spent about 24 hours with two tissues up my nostrils, looking like a very unhappy red-nosed walrus with two Kleenex tusks. And my appetite, usually humming with thoughts of food and hopes for meals ahead, … Continue reading →
Oct. 22
I need to remember that those occasions when you wake up at the crack of dawn to go on a hike, to fly transcontinentally, to watch the sun crest over a mountain ridge, those occasions are always worth it. But … Continue reading →
Oct. 11
This book knocked my socks off. Well, my shoes, literally. I took “A Visit from the Goon Squad” on a trip to Boston, expecting to sneak in a few pages and some shuteye on the plane. With my feet (sans … Continue reading →
Oct. 3
I just blazed by my first post when I wrote about cornbread. Forgive me for rushing and not explaining this blog then. I probably should have, but this blog has been on my mind for a long, long time. And … Continue reading →