Trying to be perfect is debilitating. It is as if a painting of a large pair of eyes sits on a mantle above a hearth…

I was sitting on a log in the back yard, at the tedious stage of butchering chickens when you pull off the teeniest feathers. He…

Since perfection is an impossibility - only a state most devoutly to be wished for- why do we cling to the notion that it is…

My son Stevie is a rockstar! I’m not exaggerating, he really is a Rockstar! Last Saturday night, I sat in the audience of Cuthbert amphitheater…

My son Stevie is a rockstar! I’m not exaggerating, he really is a Rockstar! Last Saturday night, I sat in the audience of Cuthbert amphitheater…

I might have been one of the creative types who knows how to structure her own time, to make herself make something on a regular…

We watched the magnificent masterful theater artist Ian McKellen last night in his one-man show on the streaming channel National Theatre at Home...a wonderful thing…

When A.’s husband did not meet her for his appointment at the heart doctor's office as they had planned, she waited only 5 minutes because…

Bill wouldn’t know turning left would change everything. Turning right would have taken him to Target out by the highway but he was on the…

Agnes Varda made a documentary, The Gleaners, about people in France who pick the fields after harvest and other people who scour the dumpsters of…

"We're going to California!" I yelled as I walked through the front door at home. The kids cheered. "Yay, where are we going?" "To visit…

She looked at the photo of the re-painted, re-refurbished three-story house, and the memories, the darkness, practically the smells of that decade came back so…