Dear God, please let today be a good day, that is, a day in which I do not do anything too stupid.
In these stay-at-home days I am cleaning out my cellar and finding all sorts of interesting memorabilia from a lifetime of writing about travel.
I use the mug with the four leaf clovers, butter the bread made with Lost and Found Island flour, lay out the New York Times and Boston Globe near...
My mantra is attitude and gratitude. Attitude for me (I’m 77 years old) is a bit of a shape shifter.
My sister and I questioned whether or not to go home to the Vineyard to shelter.
This past week Camp Jabberwocky announced it was canceling its summer season due to the coronavirus pandemic.
Today’s sermon: There is no such thing as normal, except maybe a standard for body temperature.
As the Vineyard and the rest of the United States consider how and when to begin a return to our pre-coronavirus lives, we must carefully consider...
Fifty years ago, Earth Day took the country by storm, sparked by events like a massive oil spill off Santa Barbara, a river in Ohio catching fire,...
Let’s start with time. As T. S. Eliot wrote some 70 years ago, “In my beginning is my end.”
My son Owen’s fourth grade teacher announces that it is “Drop Everything and Read Day.”
He was perched at the carved wood and marble bar of the Peabody Hotel in Memphis, eyes glittering like black diamonds.

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