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A gala night. Roomba food and Claire's cake, gifts and kisses, candles. True, my girl turned twenty-one a day ago, but her’s is a protr...

I am up late last night, reading law school admission files. One applicant includes his book of poetry. I flip through it. Not bad actually....

I no longer have babies. My littlest one turns twenty-one today. A day to look back at old photos... And to remember why I love her more tha...

In the last day or so, I received two gifts of a material nature. One expands and contracts, is snazzy and sleek, German-made, steel gray in...

I have never been subcontracted to do anything. Yes, sure, I get the occasional call from some desperate souls who want to hire my attorney ...

Ed has these friends. These friends have ice boats. Ed, ever mindful of the fact that I am never as happy as when I have something to shoot ...

Skiing and I, we go back a long way. I was on wooden boards before I could say a single word in English. But it hasn’t happened here, in Mad...

I’m waking up. The sun is out there. The temps are hovering in the thirties. There’s no question. It’s a day for rescuing the prairie. We ...

As I make arrangements to rent a room in a French village for several weeks this spring, I am asked to send over a deposit to secure the dea...

lessons What are doing? Working. What are you doing? Working. But it’s fifty degrees outside. Warm enough for your trial run. So, before I t...

Maybe only one or two readers are old enough to remember this little ditty from our b&w TV screens of the early sixties. You had to imag...

It may be the last thing I do. Truthfully, I want to be an honorable person, I do. I want to do right by my family, my friends, my community...

Sometimes I know how to throw many sticks up and catch them brilliantly as they fall. With my eyes closed. I'll watch a movie when cooki...

A walk downtown this morning reminds me what month we’re in. Oftentimes, Madison has brilliant winters. But there are weeks like this one, w...

It’s long past midnight and I am writing a post about a movie . I don’t typically write posts about movies, but the four of us were dazed by...

Opening night in Madison. The late late showing. Double screens. Packed audience. A TV camera taking in the long lines to get in. Tickets pu...

This afternoon I was asked yet again – why do I blog (and photograph) so much about food? I could have been glib: and you find politics, the...

Late last night we set out to find food. Nothing reminds me more that I live in a small town than the absence of conviviality in eating esta...

Most blogs I read have comments sections. In nearly all, commenters identify themselves in a consistent way – either with a link to their bl...

Upon learning of the Recent Great Changes: Where exactly did you move to? A loft. Downtown. It is exactly what I need: a large open space wh...