Snow on the Daffodils.
Chris and I explored Princeton University together on Sunday to discover that spring has come to New Jersey. Some trees are already blossoming in white and red ...
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Chris and I explored Princeton University together on Sunday to discover that spring has come to New Jersey. Some trees are already blossoming in white and red ...
Yesterday, I toured 18th and 19th century mansions in downtown Charleston. Then today, I toured Middleton Place, an 18th century rice plantation. The gardens ar...
> Yesterday, we joined the masses at the World’s Biggest Oyster Roast on 350-year-old Boone Hall Plantation near Charleston. The oyst...
I’m standing in the sand between Charleston Harbor and miles of yellow grass growing in shallow water that sparkles in the afternoon sun. The sea is calm ...
Hours from now, the now unadulterated slope will look dimpled and drudged. People like to feel fresh snow crunch beneath their boots. So old footprints are trea...
>Either this robe is warmer than I thought it was or my interest in watching snow trumps my cold sensors. I am sitting in our front porch chair with two of m...
English Breakfast Tea in hand, I walk from the parlor of our 1890s house staff building, where my sewing colleagues sing English folk ballads in harmony, to the...
Our history buff and battle reenacting friends, Annie and Jay took us to the Monmouth Battlefield in New Jersey where Washington and Howe clashed and stalemated...
I accidentally found a lakeside hiking trail when I got lost on my way home from our friend’s apt, where Chris and I crashed after attending a military ev...
Blacksmithing, tinsmithing, carpentry, basket making, rope making, weaving, quilting, butter churning, cider pressing, bread baking in a historic brick oven, ap...
We drove to Western New Jersey where the October hills are covered with a patchwork quilt of heathered red, orange, yellow, and green fabrics. We wound down cou...
Glory be to God above May Your love and mercy overcome On earth as it does in heaven. Let our every deed proclaim Your name And our hope for justice prove our f...
I wrote this in 2009 for a church youth group lesson, but it is applicable to anyone.
Written from a rustic fabriced chair in an eclectic Tudor-style coffee shop. Across the street, Princeton University stands like a young fortress, the way that ...
>Amongst stone and steel, we approach a patch of green. A network of herb-topped tables across from mazes of “summer annuals.” Between the networks and mazes...
>From my favorite bay window of my favorite coffee shop, I noticed a jamboree hoppin in the long shadow of Market Square’s church. Four motley men stru...
>Sitting in a park in Boston.left: old brick wharfright: extension of soft grass under mestraight ahead: rows of Easter-colored tulipsbeyond tulips: teenage ...
>I drove down Storrow Drive during the part of the day when the sun is so big that it can barely be eclipsed by a beach ball. Across the Charles River, the M...
Most would leave Manhattan to see the spring, but I wanted to go to Manhattan. The contrast of the lively cherry blossoms against the steel and concrete intrigu...
>I rode the Fung Wah bus into Chinatown and stayed with Brian Stout in his “cozy little money-sucking fire hazard” (Manhattan Apt.). Every tree-l...
>The sun came out. Finally. So I opened the window to let the shine in. As I ate my homemade italian sausage and brocolli pasta lunch, I admired the contrast...
Oh wow. What gifts friends are. And how loving my lovely gifts happen to be. Rachel, Dana, and Laura all flew up here at the same time! I picked them up in Bost...
>Today, the snow stopped falling heavily from the sky and started falling heavily from the trees. This morning, I sat behind my storm door while I ate my cer...
>No, I don’t know Betty Botter; I just wanted to combine two tongue twisters. Today, a woman-friend taught me the art of mixing, kneading, braiding, ba...
>Big eyes in baby beds Bandwagon bobble heads Base drum, humdrum, clones on parade Saturdays in shopping malls Phone calls from bathroom stalls Pitter patter...
Three are three kinds of snow: 1) Clustered chunks of snowflakes fall steadily like powdered sugar from a shaker. Gravity pulls these more slowly than it would ...
My Jetta and I drove from Florida to Maine two wks ago. I would call it a life-experience. I entered the Appalachian Mntns the 2nd morning. I appropriately turn...
It’s 6AM. When I woke to the site out the window, “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas” came on immediately, like a needle had been lifted and set on the Bing Cro...
> The history of the colony is layered upon layer and the beauty of the historic district is unrivaled! The town has 23 grassy squares. Most feature a monume...