I have pet peeves just like anyone else. Some are like whatever, and some make me insane. This one makes me insane. This one cuts people off at the knees, breeds divisiveness, and vilifies something sacred. It's meant well, and I know the people who say it have their heart in …
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A Never-ebbing Story?
Before I could walk I could swim. True story. I famously jumped into a hotel pool for a swim, fully clothed and on the way to dinner, when I was less than 2 years old. My Dad had to jump in and fish me out. I'm at ease in the depths, but it's the shoreline that intrigues me. One …
I’ll be Seeing You
This probably goes without saying. But I'll announce it anyway. I am not wearing mascara to the garden party on Saturday. (who cares?) Listen. Here's the thing. Saturday is my first in-person event in 14 months. It has been 14 months since I've stood with you, used my fan to …
A muddle in a puddle
Staring might be the thing I'm best at. If I'm honest. Give me a good view, a window to perch at, a stormy sea, a field of grass with the wind moving it like a marching band or a murmuration of starlings, and I will stare. There's something soothing about a good, long stare. My …
There’s an I in wild, too
It's only 8:30 in the morning and already I'm outnumbered. Besides squirrels and chipmunks, I'm usually I'm the only mammal around. But not today. This morning, as dawn was painting the sky a chicory-blue and the cardinals were chirping away, I walked around outside. I usually spend …