My mother is back. She’s been gone for 45 years. She died at the age of 50, leaving me a double strand of pearls and a diamond ring and a …
Bird of Passage
It’s Monday and I’m running late, so of course there is construction on my road, a flagman waving cars to a halt near the lake. I join the long line …
Default Mode: Still Looking for a View Outside the Big Top
Someone who knows me well put a lot of thought into my recent birthday gift. It’s a neatly framed, whimsically illustrated Polish proverb. Six words, printed in white on a …
Incurable Romantic
I read a news story today about scientists who recreated a medieval potion based on instructions found in an ancient manuscript. The recipe called for garlic and cow bile, among other …
Start the Presses
If it’s not appearing, it’s disappearing. I heard that said once about visual art, but I believe it is true of every art form, including the written word. For the …