Fireflies
Ah, summer. Cookouts and swimming pools; hot days and lazy nights. And, of course, fireflies. Beacons of summer, the dazzling lights that dance among backyards and through fields. It’s no wonder...
Ah, summer. Cookouts and swimming pools; hot days and lazy nights. And, of course, fireflies. Beacons of summer, the dazzling lights that dance among backyards and through fields. It’s no wonder...
Watching the U.S Open in golf recently, it occurred to me that in another life I’d like to be a golf caddy.
My mom and I once almost got attacked by a shark, sort of.
At a meeting the other day, a very astute colleague made an off-hand comment about how she sometimes still feels like she’s waiting for something, for life to start.
My kids moved into their new classrooms yesterday. For my son, this meant moving from being an “Infant” to a “Young Toddler”. This milestone means nothing more than moving into a classroom right...
At not-quite-four years old, my daughter has already acquired an awareness of a well known horror: “the mean girl”.
The other day I was leaving a store equipped with automated doors—the kind that open as you walk toward them, leaving you with no greater job but to keep walking. I was literally millimeters away...
I have a “t-shirt” that I adore. My husband would laugh at the use of the word “t-shirt” (which is why I am lovingly surrounding it with quotes) because it is better described as a thin willowy...