I dream of words

The other night when I woke up for my usual nocturnal visit to the bathroom, I opened my eyes with an unusual dream fresh in my memory. It was odd because my mind wasn’t filled with images or sounds or sensations from the dream I had been having, it was only occupied by words, and … Continue reading I dream of words

Rex Ogle is my spirit animal

When I first encountered the book Free Lunch, I never imagined the slim volume relating the author’s experiences as a sixth grade student in Texas would revive so many of my own elementary feelings, if not experiences. In the work, published in 2019 and awarded the ALA Excellence in Young Adult Nonfiction medal, Ogle shares … Continue reading Rex Ogle is my spirit animal

Things in Seattle (ish) that made me gasp

The cab driver who tried to charge me $26 for the briefest taxi ride I’ve ever taken. I balked and the price went down to $16.The price of groceries in the neighborhood where we stayed which is apparently a food desert. Butter was $6 a pound, individual cups of Chobani yogurt $1.79, and eggs for … Continue reading Things in Seattle (ish) that made me gasp

The cheesiness of falling in love

(Image: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Flickr_-_cyclonebill_-_Manchego.jpg) Memorial Day weekend my OG, as in Old Greenwood Lake, girlfriends came up for a visit. We snacked on an array of tidbits, including a luscious pate and a selection of cheeses. I don’t usually eat a lot of cheese, beyond some crumbled bleu or feta on my salad, but I fell hard for … Continue reading The cheesiness of falling in love

From rosés to lupine

Despite there having been a fairly mild winter, spring seemed slow to arrive this year. My crocus bloomed late, the down comforter is still on my bed and I just finally flipped the thermostat switch to off. I think, though, that after the gorgeous weekend we just experienced in Albany, it’s safe to say that … Continue reading From rosés to lupine

Hike more, worry less

As I sit at my dining table on a Sunday scrolling through images of hiking boots, I can’t help but laughingly wonder who am I? The last, and only, time I bought hiking boots was 1993. My then boyfriend (and now former husband) and I were preparing for our first vacation together. Our destination was … Continue reading Hike more, worry less