This morning, the neighbor’s blooming magnolia tree was illuminated by the glow of their bathroom light. Seen through a tangle of still-bare branches, the pink and golden were a welcome reminder of all the…
I’m thinking about gatherings of people, and of dresses, and of things we might hold tight as the days get shorter and the nights get longer. Here’s a quick daydream for a cocoon of…
I threw my back out (again) last week and so while trying to take it easy and keep up with my new regimen of physical therapy exercises, I’ve got keeping cozy on my mind.…
Faye turns eight today. In fact, I’m writing these words at the very minute of the morning that I first held her tiny, bird-like body in my arms at St. Luke’s hospital. That minute…
Is there such a thing as Covid cravings? As my sense of smell has all but disappeared and my sense of taste seems to grow fainter by the moment, I’m craving bright green salads…
Quick, before the sun comes out and I have the will to leave the apartment again, here’s an ode to making the best of these decidedly dreary February days. Here’s what I’m daydreaming about:…
At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We pray of suffering and remorse. We give thanks. Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating…
A few days ago, on a total whim, a very dear friend and I decided we’d splurge on tickets to the opera. This part of the story is not make believe. Our nose bleed…
Among other small wonders, there’s an organic lavender field growing on Governors Island. To get to the ice-cream cone shaped island our family takes the ferry from Red Hook/Atlantic Basin. The boat spends more…
The heat (among other things) has been making me feel cranky and crampy and generally irritable this week. So here’s a daydream about how I’d like to be passing the heatwave: short skirt, rotating…