Mediterranean Dream
In the midst of our cold New England winter, with snow and ice framing every view, I dream of Italy and the south of France. Like the memory of sun-drenched childhood, they are forever warm and alive in their colors.
Psst! Did You Forget Something?
This morning I watched as my neighbor trailed her suitcase down the walk to her garage. Ah I thought, she is off on an adventure. Good for her! I hope it is somewhere warm. Then she stopped and looked back at her house as if to check that she had not left some stray part…
Olana
This summer in New England we have had brutal heat, extreme winds, and monsoon rains. Making plans in advance has been a real challenge. One’s only option has been the Russian roulette thing … put your finger on a date, make plans, and hope for the best. Sometimes it was possible to make a…