The Evolution Of Family, Or, Saturday Morning at 11:03am
I hope your Thanksgiving, if you celebrate, shone. For the first time ever my family gathered neither at my mother’s house nor my father’s, with
I hope your Thanksgiving, if you celebrate, shone. For the first time ever my family gathered neither at my mother’s house nor my father’s, with
Last weekend, I visited Filoli, a Northern Californian turn-of-last-century estate. Well-known, much-visited, somehow I’d never made the trip. A reader of this blog was living
I felt it. Yesterday I felt the summer snap, and open to its descent. The second rose bloom is blowsy now, and the insects full
My father and stepmother lost their dearly beloved lab yesterday. Here is Muggs the dog, as a pup. And here he is last week. Twelve
My youngest sister is in town. With her husband and 3 kids aged almost-10, 8, and 3-and-a-half. Which means I spent yesterday, for the most
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