It was autumn in the garden and all the grim stuff that happens as winter sets in — death, rot, shrivel and retreat — made for a thing of beauty. Read more.
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Something Old — Ten Ideas, Old and New, From a Mother of the Bride
As a mother of the bride whose past reaches deep into the 20th century, I’ve got lots of ideas for my daughter’s wedding day “something old.” Read more.
One Broken Ankle, and Two Lives Grind to a Halt. Or, Why You Should Definitely Stop and Tie That Loose Shoelace
I’m doing my wifey thing. My husband has a broken ankle and I’m taking care of him. That means I’m exhausted. And grumpy. Read more.
What I Really Wanted for My Birthday
What did I want for my biggest, fattest birthday yet? I wanted to visit to Nancy Selvin’s pottery studio — and go home a beautiful pot. Read more.
Scaling the Mighty Willis Tower — With My Acrophilic Husband
The 108-story Willis Tower is my husband’s kind of place. I first noticed Jon’s acrophilia early in our romance, when we took a trip to Europe. Read more.
Leap Year 1976 — The Day I Popped the Question
This is a Leap Year, and Monday is Leap Day. That means Jon and I will be celebrating the fortieth anniversary of the day I proposed marriage. Read more.
Mom With Kids — The Home Office Blues
I liked being shoehorned into a 9-by-11-foot home office with three computers, a telephone, a cat, and a dear husband — most of the time. Read more.