Looking at the moon out my kitchen window a few nights ago, I realized I'd never want to live there. I would miss too many earth things. Clouds reflected in the water of the marsh. The sound the wind makes in the tops of trees--there’s nothing else like it. Thunder. Gardenias. Woodpeckers. Dappled light. Snow days. The existence of wolves. London. Dry stone walls. The Pacific Ocean. Let the billionaires and space tourists take flight--I'm an earth girl. People have been looking up and marveling at the same moon for millennia, and every time I find it in my kitchen window, I feel connected to all the moonstruck dreamers who came before me on this miraculous, mistreated planet. In this dark and uncertain time, the moon is a porch light left on for us by Mother Nature. Keep looking up and hanging on to hope. |
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I bought Ninety-Nine Glimpses of Princess Margaret not because I'm a fan, but because I’d read that Craig Brown uses an unusual method to tell her story and I’m always looking for inspiration when it comes to writing. I came for the craft and stayed for the gossip, fact, and fun. Delicious. |
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My family has always loved using boxes of conversation-starter cards like Table Topics during dinner, and now there’s a new twist on these called Where Should We Begin: A Game of Stories. Based on conversations that couples therapist Esther Perel has had with friends, family and colleagues over the years, it’s designed to help people connect through the power of sharing stories about their lives. As an introvert, it might be a little intimate for me, but I’m willing to suspend judgment. You go first. |
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I only have one cup of coffee in the morning, so I try to make it a ritual that I linger over. And the cup is an important part of it. I’ve been wanting a Ginny Simms Signature Cup for a while, especially her upcoming ones in primary colors, but the combination of cost and their selling out almost instantly means I can only admire from afar. I think the appeal for me is that they look like they came out of a children’s book, as if Goldilocks might have used one when she broke into the bears’ cottage. |
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Singer Karen Dalton is from my era, so I can’t believe I’m just now discovering her haunting music and tragic life. There’s a documentary coming out about her in October called Karen Dalton: In Her Own Time -- be sure to check out her album above. It’s easy to see why she was wildly admired by Nick Cave and Bob Dylan among others. |
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