October 2020 is here—an October like none other in my lifetime. Octobers of my past flutter through my mind like falling leaves. I’ll...

Here we are, all masked souls. At least a large majority of us. Or is the majority not so large? Whether you think masking is good or...

The long and winding road to flat belly… In reality the road is long, but not winding. In order for me to pare down the girth of my...

Twelve years ago, my granddaughter, Chesapeake Woods with hair the color of orange marmalade, was born and I bought a book for her, a...

With masks front and center for us all, the one on my bedpost, my Mojiganga Mask from San Miguel de Allende, makes me so darned happy....

Four years after her emerald search came up fruitless, Maddie eight at this time, sat with her siblings and cousins and their parents-my...