To Autumn
I noted on Twitter earlier today that today felt like fall. The weather isn’t particularly different — lows in the 30s and 40s at night, highs in the 70s —…
Praise in the Park
Count today as the first time I’ve ever been at a church service whereat communion consisted of garlic flatbread from the grocery store and grape-flavored Gatorade. It was, shall we…
On Passing
I never liked Michael Jackson. Of course, when I was a kid, I hated all pop music on principle. I don’t think they intended to, but my family raised me…
Some Notes to my Fifteen-Year-Old Self
Dear Laura, These are just a few things the thirty-three-year-old me would say to you, if I could. I apologize in advance for the sentimentality of such a letter, but…
At Night
I used to love to stay up late. I still do, or would, if only I didn’t have to get up so early and function all day long. When I…
How to Open a Bottle of Wine
I have a friend here called Dutch. He is maybe in his sixties and is the youngest boy of nineteen children, all with the same parents. His father, at age…
Let us turn our thoughts today. . .
I almost said the Pledge of Allegiance today. I couldn’t quite do it, but I mouthed the words, which is closer than I’ve gotten to saying in twenty years or…
Further Thoughts on Snow
Last January my friends Edie and Deb and I made a plan to ski out to the cabin on the South Fork of the Wood River and spend the night,…
Things I Like About January
my friend Jenna’s zine, which arrived in the mail the other day cross-country skiing figuring out who in town made New Year’s resolutions about exercise by checking out the new…
Like the Weather
It’s 16 or so below zero here — the Cody weather says -16, and I’m too lazy and warm to get up and look at either of my thermometers. I…