Stuck in town for part of the holiday weekend, we walked along the golf-course trail.
Art around us
I enjoy the art fair season, the miscellaneous character of the offerings, the opportunity to see and talk with the artists.
When trees fall on perfectly good houses
The impersonality of nature comes across when half the crown of a perfectly healthy oak tree flies through the air and latches onto the upper roof of one’s house.
Flower power
A few days after writing back and forth with several of you about the charm of blue flowers, I happened on a type of blue flower I had never seen, cropping up here and there in the shady, somewhat wild stretch of plantings south of the Peggy Notebaert Nature Museum.
Mr Turtle
Snakes I’ve seen
“Maybe we’ll see a snake today,” I said as we entered the woods.
The wild lupines
The wild lupine is one of May’s most precious joys.
The razzle-dazzle day
Cinco de Mayo has a private meaning, because it’s the day my husband and I became engaged.
Our last meal out
Halfway through dinner, I glanced over at the next table where the manager was holding up a lifeless diner.
Resting places
Recently my family traveled to Pennsylvania to inter my father’s ashes where nearly all my ancestors have been buried.
A prayer in Chicago
Bind up the wounds of all who suffer from gun violence, those left alone & grieving, those who risk their lives as they rush to our aid, & those who have died this week in Chicago, including Arshell (19), Abner (23), Anthony (21), Ladrell (24), Alfonso (31), Antoine (31), Yanong (27), Louis (30), Johnathan (17),…
The chaos of growth
“I miss Celia,” one of my friends said over a meal. “I miss Celia, too,” I replied. For Celia preserves what is sweet in life. To that sweetness it has offered an imperfect homage.
