My Container Garden’s Visit to the Sunshine We decided to take the container garden outside this summer; the plants which live around the indoor pool. There were plans of doing some painting in the pool room and we most definitely wanted to give it a good cleaning; but it was also…
The American Character I saw a story about a man in Florida, who had just spent 50,000 dollars on hurricane relief supplies, for the Bahamas. CNN tried to interview him, and he said no thank you; he apparently was not looking for publicity. I always say that it was my Father, who was born in…
Beef Stroganoff I do not remember my Mother making beef stroganoff, when I was growing up; I cannot actually imagine it might have been a dish that my Father would have eaten. What I do remember is my Russian language professor, taking our class on a field trip to Los Angeles, which included…
National Public Lands Day And Smithsonian Free Museum Day I love September for many reasons, it is the start of a favorite time of year, and it is also the month when we are presented with two wonderful opportunities to explore for free – and you know how much I love free! This year Free…
Resilience No Man is an Island “No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of…
Roney Plaza Cabana Sun Club And Café de la Paix I do not know why I have not framed these menus; I love them! No, that is not true. I have not framed them because I do not want to lose access to three out of the four pages, by simply framing the cover, which…
Petrified Wood The first road trip souvenir Kate and I bought was a piece of petrified wood, which to this day, hangs in the house. At the time, we were quite broke, and thrilled to have a little sliver of this fascinating material. When I was a child, I lived in…
To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Haymaking at Éragny by Camille Pissarro I will forever be drawn to the impressionist; and it seems Camille Pissarro was quite drawn to this subject, as he has various paintings depicting the making of…
JusticeA Eulogy Will there ever be justiceThat is all I prayed forI wanted justice It feels as if I am choking On my wordsBut I am not speechlessMy problem is quite the oppositeI have too many wordsBut they all say the same thingHow is this possible I step away And try to clear…
Bova’s When they first married, my sister and her husband lived in the North End, in Boston; one of the places they frequented, and introduced me to is Bova’s. It is an Italian bakery, family owned since 1926. I especially love their cannoli’s and Italian cookies, and adore the fact that they are open 24…
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