Yesterday we woke up to something blowing through the branches of my young trees. Being well beyond judgment by that point, I could have sworn
Our air has cleared; our weather is beautiful. I deadheaded my roses a bit this morning, which I like to do intermittently in between writing
In retirement, I have changed my approach to accomplishment. I moved from a detailed to-do list, to simply trying to hit a few defined marks
So it was Valentine’s Day yesterday and this morning I had a weird thought. It seems to me that we most commonly know we have
Last November, on somewhat of a lark, I took a “holiday employee” position at a well-known home goods retailer. This Tuesday will be the last
I was talking to my son, a good man, about Utopia. In fact, he was talking about the vision he and his friends have for
It’s gray and overcast this morning. I couldn’t be more pleased. I don’t know if the sun was so strong when I was young, but
Just in case you hadn’t been wholly saturated by the Met “Camp”-themed Gala I have been asked to discuss. I shall oblige. What am I
This morning we’ve had a blueish sort of sky. I think it’s turning taupe but that might just be me projecting. In any case, the
You might think this post unnecessary. We work, we retire. What’s to deconstruct? And yet in the last couple of months I’ve had some pretty
When I get dressed for style I do so in front of a mirror. I can’t lay an outfit down on my bed and be
On Thursday morning I saved a file of 75,575 words called “First Draft ACM 8.23.2018.” That overly portentous phrase means, First Draft All Changes Merged August
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