Birdsong resumes in March. Daffodil tips crack the surface, hoping they won’t need to retreat. Longer days and sunnier skies lure me out of winter’s cave and breed that sense of connection we all crave. March has also brought a mother lode of new books, making it a challenge to pare this list. The following selection takes us from Laura Munson’s ...
February is a short month. And in the spirit of brevity (and with many good books below) I’ll keep this one short. In fact, not to get all philosophical, but in the scheme of things, life is short. Basketball great Kobe Bryant’s death was a reminder that none of us has our hands on the script. At a place in time where it feels like hate and words ...
New year, new decade. By this point I’ve learned resolutions are futile. For about thirty days, the gym at my YMCA is chock full, friends order fizzy water instead of wine. People make bloated promises about waistlines, turning over new leaves and becoming better/leaner/healthier versions of their former selves. And then real life takes over. The Ben ...
Some men are born gift givers. They zealously clip ads, create lists, or file away a well-dropped hint. Others have different talents. My husband falls into the latter category. In all matters of gift purchasing, he must be led, like a bull with a nose ring, directly to the desired item. As in, sent the link to the specific item in the appropriate ...
November is the catwalk to the holiday season. Winter coats come out. Trees lose every leaf and the darned days keep getting shorter. This week I started combing through new recipes for Thanksgiving side dishes, knowing I’ll end up defaulting to the old standbys. But November is also the month we honor America’s veterans. Collectively we’re reminded ...