Stories of Home
A Joy for Ever
As I rode my bike this morning I knew I was experiencing that rare gift: a perfect day. These are the long idyllic days of Vermont, when the sun saunters up the vast parabola and down to…
How dare you?
I should write what I know. What qualifies me to get in the head of a boy?
And now for something completely different…
I am coming out of the closet. I here confess a great weakness: I don’t like to stay focused on one new interest very long. I reach a point where I feel I have learned the steps…
Reading Aloud to a Reluctant Family
I love words. I love what some people can do with them, and the blogs I follow are such writers. They inspire me. One of them is The Gluten Free Girl and the Chef. On November 1,…