Is The World Getting Worse Or Better?, Or, Saturday Morning at 10:35am
Is the world getting worse or better? I worry, because I have assumed all my life that it’s getting better, and if I’m wrong I’ve
Is the world getting worse or better? I worry, because I have assumed all my life that it’s getting better, and if I’m wrong I’ve
I’ve become an unwitting expert in resort packing. I’d shake my head over my own frivolity, but would rather give the frivolous knowledge away and
The Four Seasons was glorious, but we managed to leave once or twice. Hawaii is a pretty compelling island after all. First, we all ventured
In the middle of December, Significant Husband, my two grown children, and I packed up and flew to Hawaii. The Big Island, to be specific.
Since last we spoke… Oh, wait, where are my manners? How are you? Did you have good holidays, if you were celebrating? Did you get
Clear sailing ahead. Photo: “Glide” by Dmytro Kochetov. Lake Tahoe, December 2013. Via Flickr, here. Red glitter for font, also via Flickr, here.
From the front door that still doesn’t know what red it wants to be, but is quite holly jolly, even so.
Time for the Privilege holiday break. For all of you celebrating Christmas and the Gregorian New Year, may all your festivities be glorious and bright.
My family has a tradition of winter trips to warm places. Usually warm places by the seaside, where, with any luck, we swim. Here’s the
The worst holiday present I ever got came from someone I quite liked. It wasn’t an insult or lump of coal. Nor was it wrapped
My Aunt L., she of the recent 80th birthday and head prefect of Sturdy Gal Academy, gives all her adult nieces and nephews Christmas presents.
Gardens are such obvious teachers we might wave our hands in dismissal. “Oh,” with an additional shake of the head, “We knew that already!” But
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