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We are all here in the house now. Everyone is home and all the beds have been assembled, so people even have a place to…
It was inevitable. Although I made it through seven years of the Pacific NW with my sense of humor (somewhat) in tact, it seems that…
Some signs of Spring could not be more welcome. My favorite flowers are out and about… Other are less welcome. Spring = Passover, which =…
Spring sort of sprung earlier in the week, and then today the temperature dropped below twenty just to remind us all who exactly is boss.…
I am not a keeper or a saver of things. Partly this is out of necessity. As a chronic loser of things, I had to…
We’ve been reading Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH. It’s not a book I ever read as a child, but lately I’ve been having…
Oh, how I yearn to write pages about my thrilling return to New York! I could go on about the energy, the people, the diversity…
Until this weekend my only (Jewish) New Year resolution was to do something about the pathetic state of affairs at our breakfast table. I can’t…
In the end, it was hard to leave. When the house you think of as this … … looks like this… It’s hard not to…
When we moved from Venice, California to Seattle seven and a half years ago, I went into a panic about all the things I was…