I hope your Christmas is OK.

It’s Christmas Eve, a night during which I still think I should be prepping to go to my grandparents’ house, then church. It’s been more than two decades since both of my dad’s parents, whom I considered the absolute King and Queen of Christmas, have been gone, and almost as long since I attended Midnight... Continue Reading →

On Retreating

retreat noun re·​treat |  ri-ˈtrēt   1 : an act or process of withdrawing  2: a place of privacy or safety  3: a period of withdrawal for prayer, meditation, study, or instruction For five days, I woke not to the alarm on my phone, but to sun pouring into my room at dawn accompanied by the musical conversation of birds in a gingko tree outside.... Continue Reading →

One Hour ’til Christmas

My husband and I just finished watching It's a Wonderful Life while sipping eggnog infused with calvados while the dogs snored on top of us, on top of a down blanket on the couch after having dined on our favorite local pizza. We then took the pups out for their final walk, all of us... Continue Reading →

Olympic Mindset

I've been dipping in and out of the PyeongChang Winter Olympics, being loose and cavalier with the performances of people's lives, treating them like any other TV entertainment. Here and there, I catch a figure skater, a snowboarder, a downhill skier, a luger, doing his or her thing. Some of these individuals make me breathless,... Continue Reading →

Skunk Tracks

Our first house was set into the side of Mount Nonotuck, a smallish mountain in Easthampton, Mass, at the western end of a smallish spread of hills called the Holyoke Range. The nearly 100-year-old structure, which had an angled dirt basement with actual boulders sticking up in it, was seriously “settled,” meaning its floors tilted... Continue Reading →

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