Looking backwards

Yesterday, needing to get out of the house despite my poor diet of ice chips and freezie pops, I marshalled my energy and walked down to the library. It’s only about a half-mile, maybe less, but I felt drained and…

They’re here…

Some people have talismans. I have memories of food, and I carry them everywhere. They do me just as well, providing me with comfort and more often than not some fodder for thought. I know, that sounds bizarre. But it’s…

testing, testing

Moving house is never, ever easy. We’ve just navigated a move from our lovely little home in Chicago, Illinois, smack in the heart of Wrigleyville, back to our home state of New York. (This is our home in Chicago.) We…