Lightly dusted in rich, red dirt, I joined my daughter and a dozen other young folks underneath the dappled shade of a big, live oak for a lunch break. We pulled ball caps from our sweaty heads and stretched out against hay bales to unwrap home-made lunches packed in r...
Can I admit something to you? I love free stuff. I always have. In fact, I love it so much that when I was young and limited in my means, I… well… um… I used to steal stuff.
Please don’t hate me. There’s just something thrilling about getting something for (seemingly) n...
What sets New Your City apart from every other city in the world? Blaring horns, bright lights, assaulting sounds and smells from who-knows-where. Re-branded as “The Big Apple” by John Fitzgerald writing in 1970 about the prizes in the city as "the big apples" of compe...
I lost her. It’s not all that uncommon these days for me to misplace things, but my grandmother in her grave?! My suspicious hairs got raised this summer when I finally visited my “Bobchi” (Polish for grandmother) in the last place I saw her and she was nowhere to be f...
We’ve turned the corner; summer is half-over and this year’s garden knows it. The hopes and plans that were born last winter and spring have come and gone. Oh, there’s vegetables to pick and a few showy flowers that love the August heat, but most of the shine has rubbe...
What a show! Our peas have outdone themselves this year. The 4-foot trellis I bought for them proved to be too short, but the peas didn’t seem to mind bending over and reattaching. The flowers look like mini-orchids and their beautiful magenta color is stunning.
A syncopated beat pipes through tiled walls. The city is still asleep. Only a few souls have made it to the coffeehouse. Seated across from a thin, dark Moor - his straight black hair pulled back in a ponytail from an attractive, mustached face, I am intrigued by the c...
Knees are not my strong suit. I had an accident in my twenties that resulted in partial meniscus removal and, while I’m still able to use the knee, it has developed arthritis. The good news is that if I do my physical therapy regime 2x a week, I can live pain-free. The...
A burst of citrus wrapped in sugary sweetness with just a hint of honey-salt to finish; her Lemon Sunshine cookies are just as refreshing as the new green fields of Georgia were to this Northerner’s eyes. I had the delicious pleasure of visiting...
There are bad mulch jobs and then there are bad mulch jobs.
Just because I’m not a fan of red mulch (a N.Y. favorite) or big pine bark mulch (like my Dad used), I still have to allow for people‘s preferences. Recently, however, staying at a nice hotel - obviously profe...
