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The chores of Saturday somehow soothe me. The act of putting things in their place marks the ending and the beginning of the cycle. I...

At first it seemed that there was just a pile of stuff on the ledge, nothing particularly orderly and then one day, it was finished. She...

My Closet (Photo credit: kian esquire) Sufficiency: What is enough? A small closet of clothes that can be worn to the office, and a few...

Aldous Huxley, “The Doors of Perception”—I read it when I was seventeen– stories of a consciousness expanded with a psychedelic –the...

“Great morning, isn’t it?” I called out. He smiled without turning. “I believe I can finally put the snow boots away,” he said. We were...

Aside from a few newspaper articles and a couple of magazine pieces (I wrote a piece for Quilter’s Magazine once) and few big blogs like...

One young woman, adorable in her black and white bikini, also wore a grey wool hat. She stood in front of the full-length mirror...

I am not certain if “making the world a better place” is something that we are taught or if it’s something that rises up from within us....

Jackie Robinson swinging a bat in Dodgers uniform, 1954. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Here is something that both of my parents gave to me:...

Twenty-five years ago, tennis was my game. I loved the feeling of getting up early and hitting for an hour before work. I loved the cute...

Enormous in the sky, a full moon cast a glittering ribbon of light upon the dark, black waters, a path that if followed leads you to the...

Bank of America Tower (Photo credit: Wikipedia) How did we get so big? When I was a kid there were local shops where I bought school...

Cover of Ladies of the Canyon Topanga Canyon was a place filled with old homes, built in the 1930’s as resort homes for movie stars. A...

Some mornings, most mornings, I wake up with the committee  blaring in my head. There is the usual to-do list, then a tremendous amount...

A box was delivered on Saturday. I had ordered some small French pots for the front porch, anticipating the garden center at Home Depot...

There we were, going along our merry little way, in a day-to-day that was feeling pretty good, pretty optimistic.  And then, there it...

Sometimes it seems so clear; where I am and who I am and what story is unfolding. I had grandparents that slept in separate bedrooms;...

The word snog is a combination made-up word, for which there is not another word, and that’s why it had to be made up. Snog equals snow...

Spiral journals came after that, more poetry and lyrics to songs, short stories about my parents divorce. I swooned over Anis Nin and May...

Women’s Voices – Natalie Goldberg The new Natalie Goldberg book arrived from Amazon yesterday. Before the sun came up, I made a cup of...