An image has been coming to me repeatedly of late: falling snow seen through a window, an image I associate with my New England childhood when snow often fell in great enough quantities to keep us home from school for a day—or more. The...
I learned recently that my niece will be giving birth to a girl in February. This is not surprising. Our family has been giving birth to women for going on four generations. My sisters and nieces and I adore each other’s company. We love to sing...
I am in college, traversing the campus, wearing a pink wool sweater, an aberration for me as I have always eschewed the color pink as too girlie. But this sweater was a gift from my father, and so I’m giving it a chance, noticing how different it...
My family of Boomers and Millennials is just concluding a week-long reunion. We have matured and ripened over the years so this recent gathering was rife with laughter and devoid of the tensions from gatherings in the past. The...
Pages I hate to contemplate the number of hours I have devoted over the years to trying to beautify myself. Preening is a part of the lives of numerous animals, but the human species, especially females of the human species, have taken the...
I have been thinking a lot about mortality these days, not morbidly, but with curiosity about what it means to live a life with the uncomfortable, sometimes scary, knowledge that it will certainly come to an end. A recent interview in The Sun...
I began a new novel recently and, while I’ve been contemplating the idea for a while, I’ve had trouble feeling the project is gaining traction. I am questioning whether the idea has sufficient coherence and gravitas, along with the legs for me to...
I have made the claim recently that talking is my favorite activity, but I am here now to clarify that claim. It isn’t that I love talking to just anyone—although I have been known to engage with random strangers—but that my deep love of talking...
I have always adored summer. The sun. The heat. The long lazy days. Visits to lakes and rivers and ocean beaches. Picnics and barbeques with friends. Fresh-from-the-garden vegetables. And vacations—who doesn’t love a vacation? Fantasies of summer...
There are few activities I enjoy as much as I enjoy talking. Sitting over dinner with friends and shooting the breeze. Discussing the state of the world, kids, movies, food. I’m open to any subject. A wide-ranging talkfest with friends makes the...
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