Transitions. They are a natural part of life. One recent period of transition of mine resulted in…

“August is like the Sunday of summer.”

“Want to walk with me?” I ask my husband most evenings as we finish dinner. He checks the weather app for thunderstorms while we start clearing the table. A few minutes later, I’m putting on shoes and sunscreen while he waits for me on the porch…

What was on that film?

What is it about waterfalls? Why do we…

A Saturday night in the middle of summer, and I was at home working upstairs. It was just me and my two Labs. My desk showed evidence of an impending article deadline…

Vegetables. I wasn't a fan. Under duress and my parents' watchful eyes, I would take a bite of green beans and shiver as it went down. And I thought for sure that squash would be the death of me...

Windows down, sunlight shining overhead, the road stretching before me. It was Memorial Day weekend, but out here, there were no crowds, no traffic to speak of…

"Wow. Can you believe it?" 

"I know. I love it."

We walked through the empty rooms, our shoes resounding on the hardwoods, our voices echoing off the walls.

We had just said goodbye to the former homeowners…

I caught sight of something in the rearview mirror. Backing up, I looked to my left and gasped. Oh!