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I just got back from my yoga class and I'm sitting down to business. Real  business. A quick blog post to get the juices flowing, and t...

I have so many things I'd like to blog about but can't. Some are not my stories. Some are a little bit my stories but mostly belong...

I mentioned Shakespeare few days back. Now I'm thinking I ought to get some blog posts out of the old boy while I still can. He is, aft...

Several years ago, when my son was still in high school, all four of us traveled to Lexington, Kentucky, to watch Rolex. My husband had jus...

I'm stealing from Sophie Blackall today. Sophie's the Caldecott-winning illustrator of Finding Winnie  and my future friend. She mi...

So we were in Switzerland, and my husband especially very much wanted to see the Matterhorn. That's the big odd-shaped peak that looms ...

-We woke up one morning in Murren, a lovely little hamlet perched on a cliff above Lauterbrunnun, and it was cloudy as all get-out, but not...