Our two older kids played outside in the courtyard, unattended, for two hours before dinner yesterday. They were joined by neighbor friends and the hours passed with only minor injury to either body or…
I took a serotonin walk this morning—one of those long late winter walks defined by continually criss-crossing streets to stay on the sunny side. The temperature has been climbing, thank goodness. Crocuses are popping…
I am working from the floor of my kids’ room. My baby, who is nearly one, is on the large rug in front of me, searching, it seems, for objects in the room that…
My kids are hunting for pumpkins on neighborhood walks these days. The rainbow signs made in April are still hanging in apartment windows but the construction paper has faded and the edges have curled…
In the midst of a global pandemic that has disproportionately impacted people of color and Black people in particular, protests of police brutality across the country are being met by still more state-sanctioned intimidation…
As a child, my grandfather lived above an undertaker’s shop on West 25th Street. The building, like my grandfather, is no longer with us, but my uncle sent a photograph of it this week,…
Tip #192: Make peace at home. I’ve spent lots of the last nine years writing about living in a small New York City apartment. I’m no stranger to cramped quarters or working from home,…