Last night I noticed how a repetitive task—each leaf pulled off the stalk, dipped in French dressing, and eaten—demands a particular sort of attention.
Blog Posts about My Family
Certainly my methods of research are sometimes unorthodox… but I am not saddled with the literal-minded over-reliance on facts that a PhD sometimes confers.
As this memorable year comes to an end, I’ve chosen my sixteen most popular posts of the year, based on visits, comments, Tweets and Facebook likes.
The writer’s challenge is always to create the life rather than the theory or the explanation of the life…
The little house is the cocoon for my escape, as smallness is and has been for so many others.
Torrential rains are pouring across our political landscape these days, and sometimes seem about to erode all vision.
Why is it interesting or worthwhile to continue to wonder about the fate of my first cousin?
Expertise is always thrilling… the crucial ingredients are the same: talent, persistence. And heart.
I don’t adore the day because of the early arrival of spring but because it is the birthday of Lucy Cummings, the blessed woman who raised me from birth to age thirteen.
Those of us who are still alive must try to thrive outside of the tight circuit of the myth, which might be summed up in the Biblical phrase, “How are the mighty fallen!”