I'm sitting here this morning, going what? what? what did I eat yesterday that has my face so puffy this morning and my body feeling a bit inflamed?
I wracked my brain (well, for…
There is something about the dust at Burning Man. It's an "in-everything, everywhere, all at once" aspect of the experience there: part foe, part friend; part fear, part fun. It's ubiquitous, unavoidable and…
BWI to Houston airport.
Houston to San Jose, Costa -- screeech!
Mid-air and quite near the main Costa Rican airport, they turned our flight back to Houston. Something about fog. Yeah, lots and lots of…
There were few bugs in Costa Rica during our recent trip there -- and surprisingly few mosquitoes, given what I'm used to at this time of year in the DMV area.
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My neighborhood.
My parking spot.
My front porch.
My door.
My hallway.
My living room, office, kitchen, bedroom and more.
My bath.
Oh, my bathtub.
My space. My home. My place.
My vibe. My choices. My home.
Yes, I loved the travel to…
Moons back, when I was in my late 20s, my brother and sister were both teaching in Namibia, and my mother--in an expression of largesse and adventure--offered to cover the expenses for the…
I spent much of the day at the two garden plots my mother and I share. She manages the plots and makes sure plants get planted at the right time, and I'm mostly…
I was digging in the back of one of my kitchen cupboards yesterday and moving some things around when my mind said, "I wonder what's in this paper bag?" I opened and saw…
In one of my many adventures in the wonderful and wondrous Land of Burning Man, I found myself exhausted, far from "home" (camp) and deeply, desperately not wanting to have to walk all…
I made, earlier this afternoon, some lilac simple syrup. Seemed a lovely idea. Lilacs are in season. Simple syrups are insanely quick and easy to make. And floral hints in drinks, punches and…
I saw a never-seen-it-before, human-made thing this afternoon. As I looked up into the clear, blue sky, three planes, all roughly the same distance from each other appeared to be (with their vapor…
When I was a kid--I don't know exactly when; maybe when I was 10 or 11 years old--my mother made duck. A whole roasted duck. It was, by far, one of the most…