Seasons Change

For the last weeks of summer, I dreaded not so much the coming of fall, but the ending of summer. I could not help but notice warm-weather delights: wearing shorts and sandals, a cold glass of rosé on the patio, walking to my errands, a post-dinner stroll through the neighborhood. But, once the days have … Continue reading Seasons Change


If you had attended our wedding in 1979, you may have concluded it was a low-budget affair. My bridesmaids paid $6 each for the sundresses they wore. Avoiding the traditional wedding march, we played Handel’s water music on a 8-track tape, recorded from an LP we borrowed from the library. I picked my bouquet from … Continue reading Forty