Ladies, picture it with me—it’s five pm on a Friday night, you’ve put together an outfit (or several variations, I don’t judge), maybe carefully applied mascara and a swipe of lipstick, a spritz of perfume, a toss of freshly washed hair. You’re ready to meet your date; you’ve been looking forward to it all day. And then you get there,… View Post
Book Moments
It’s easy to say that life is nothing like the movies—that everything in fiction is exaggerated to the point of complete distortion, that we could never touch the glimmering mirage in novels or on TV—I don’t buy it. I was sitting on the grass with my dog (trying to draw out any level of serotonin in myself) and I looked… View Post
In the Company of Raspberries
Early most mornings, I go out into my garden to harvest raspberries. The wind still holds a chill from the night, the bees are waking up, and plants still drip from their sprinkler shower. As the sun creeps higher in the sky, the only sounds are birdsong, buzzing insects, and the fluttering branches that shadow the raspberry patch. I hum… View Post
Café Pianos & Choosing Change
Oh, change. You fickle, fickle fact of life. We love you; we hate you; we wish we could tame you. We fight against you, we create you, we claim to embrace you. Capricious to the end. It’s been my experience that there is a stark difference between chosen change and unchosen change. Aka, the difference between choosing to start going… View Post
Where There’s a River, There’s a Way
Tuckahoe, New York, Fall 2020—I’m walking home from the Bronx River; it was one of the last clear days of the season. I lived on a hill and would walk that hill daily, down and back from the shops, the train station, the park. Every day I passed a long-standing mom-and-pop store called Epstein’s Dry Goods. It sold everything from backpacks… View Post
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