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Wszystko dla mamy, My mame kochamy! It’s a little jingle that I remember from Polish TV in the late sixties. Mother’s Day was a big deal t...

All small talk around town would have to be about the weather today. And you’d think that I’d join in – because really, it seemed unfair tha...

If this spring has had a theme or a running thread, I have to think that it will have been the matter of lilacs. Perhaps you haven’t notic...

Last night, I chopped the stalks of rhubarb from Ed’s yard, mixed them with strawberries and vanilla sugar and baked them with an oat-almond...

A young man is playing Duke Ellington on a bass downstairs right now. The room is crowded. My condo neighbors are there, but so are others: ...

I want to know this: why does the wind always work against you when you’re biking? And why has it been so windy these past days (weeks?) any...

Every once in a while someone will ask me – what ever happened to the writer’s shed? (Ed and I worked hard on creating a space for a shed o...

Saturday. Late, very late into the day, Ed and I go to get his haircut. He likes a place where a clip costs $14 and a beard trim goes for $6...

It was almost too perfect – too crisp, too brilliant, to fragrant. Flats of alyssum and bushes of lilac. What a day! And here’s another thin...