I hate when summer ends and school starts. Truth be told I hate all transitions. I used to love September as a kid … the fresh notebooks, the smell of the paper, and all…
This weekend was one of the really good ones. We have started a little literary salon up here in the north country. I invite writers I like and promise them a reading at one of…
August in Vermont is a happy time. The gardens are bursting with color and flavor. Every walk to the garden means at least one handful of sweet Sun Golds. The days are warm as we…
We have been full up around here with mad dashes and deadlines. August doesn’t so much meander along as it races. There are back to school check-ups, forms and things to gather and buy. Many…
I love birthdays. Celebrating another year has always seemed like an important ritual to me. I am always glad and grateful to have had the time. The thing is I am going to be fifty…
