The crickets chirping in the late afternoon grass are my signal that summer is moving toward August’s end. The angle of the sun isn’t as broad on my porch, the college kids are leaving for campus and I can sense the “back to school” vibration. It’s a feeling, an internal shift, the way a bird knows to migrate. Speaking of chapters closing, losses come ...
Up here in the Adirondacks the caterpillars have denuded the trees, the heat is unseasonable, the mountain nights are warm and thunderstorms light up the night sky. In case anyone needed reminding, Mother Nature is the boss and we’d better pay some respect. Each year I tell myself that summer will be my time to slow down and each summer feels ...
I just arrived at my favorite place in the world, the Adirondack mountains in upstate New York. I’m ready to kick back, work remotely and relax amidst the familiarity and comfort of a lakeside summer. But right now, we are covered in poop. Yes, I said poop. There is currently a total invasion of gypsy moth caterpillars, the likes of which I have never ...
Four generations of Moms. My mother holding me as a baby with her mother and grandmother. Mothers. They’re the reason we’re here. And whether they gave birth to us, adopted us, put us up for adoption in hopes for our better life, whether we have a complicated relationship, or we’ve even chosen a surrogate “Mom,” Mother’s Day marks a way to honor ...
“Joy” is an emotion in short-supply these days. But my family has something to celebrate after this dumpster fire, sci-fi-movie of a year. It’s our very first family wedding! My nephew Collin is tying the knot with his love, Nadia. This was the first grandchild among we three sisters, and, as you can see from this 33- year-old photo, I was smitten. ...