The Fire and the Roses

Eleven years ago we were getting ready to leave the house for the first seder at Jane’s house.…

Ben & Rob & Bear

It was just one of those beautiful mornings in early June in the way, way North…the kind of…

But oh, the ice fields!

Among the adventures I have always wanted but never told was to be here, where I am. When…

The Canadian Ukrainian.

It was late afternoon and we hadn’t eaten since early morning.   We were driving the TransCanadian highway…

But for the regrettable absence of appropriate shape wear.

Last week I took the stage at the Madison production of Listen to your Mother (www.listentoyourmother.com) courage in…

Scaffolding.

I love the scaffolding. The scaffolding. I love in the city to see scaffolding against a building. I…

The S Word

She gave me permission to write this. We were all sitting on the couch watching the end of…

The Taxi-Driver’s Tale.

When the taxi arrived the driver was anxious to share with me that he was from Lebanon –…

The Curry Walk

I am telling this story against my better judgement. But apparently, it wants to be told.    Special thanks…

The birkenau.

Last month I had the privilege of going to Berlin.  It was my first time there.  Although I…

My Uber driver kissed me and it wasn’t even creepy.

I wasn’t looking for drama.   I really wasn’t. But that morning they left me at the table,…

The F Word

Years ago, I thought that motherhood would mean long afternoons having picnics, gazing at the shapes of clouds…

Tea, Karma and Paying It Forward

This week for my birthday I wanted to do something special… for someone else. I figured, eh, why…

The Vacuum

Even after it stopped working, it sat in the garage for a long time, languishing.   Originally I was…

Scatter Light

Summer brings many surprises. Last night, my friend’s 4-year old son was outside under the dark of the…

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