The Bed Blog
Yesterday, the first day of my husband’s vacation, we went bed shopping together. It was time. Not only had we been sleeping mostly apart over the course of the past year (enough said about that), when we came back together…
Going for the Right Kind of Raciness
Just a few miles away from this college campus, horses in peak condition are arriving from all over the country. Racing season is about to begin here in Saratoga Springs, as it does every July. Downtown, you can feel the…
Something About a Field
What music to my ears it was last week, on a hot and humid day, to hear the whirring of the bush hog in our new back pasture. A transformation was going on, and while it may not have been…
It’s a Matter of Life and Death
If there’s such a thing as a “Gap Year” for teenagers after high school graduation, and people usually think it’s a swell idea, it seems reasonable to ask for something like a “Gap Bunch of Weeks for Just Moved Blogger.” …
Time to Go
Years ago, my mother liked to tell the story about a teenage neighbor of ours who needed to give her handicapped mother quite a lot of help. Once when her mother was learning to drive a specially equipped car, she…
Ah, the Blossoms and the Barbs of May!
The thing about life in mid-May is that just when you’re letting yourself be taken in by the beauty of the blossoms, the quills might come flying out and re-arrange your whole evening. At least they did for me –-…
Go Ahead, Retreat…Oh Wait, Don’t
If I didn’t know better, I might think that just about the whole town where I live (for a few more weeks, anyway) has become virulently non-religious. Why? Because there are signs popping up all over the place with this…
Cracked but not Shattered
There I was, driving down the road minding my own business, and – BAM! Suddenly a huge turkey was right in front of me, on my windshield. I’m not kidding. It was gone almost as quickly as it arrived, perhaps…
Which Way the N.C.A.A.?
Now that the mid-April Sports Illustrated has arrived, filled with N.C.A.A. Championship coverage, it’s a good time to reflect back on March Madness. This year more than others, the experience had me going hard to my left, suddenly switching right…
The Same As It Ever Was….Kind Of
It’s funny how the ancient rituals find a way to stay in step with the times. In a way, what’s old keeps its head up and stays proudly old; but the tried and true can also go through a kind…