Sometimes it seems like all I do, all day, every day, is count things. In “The…
by Amy
We all have our sacred places in this world; Georgia O’Keeffe’s house in…
I went to Vienna in search of a flower shop. Several years ago, I read an…
Home...we are found.
In studio performance classes we have a practice called “performance goals.”…
Every morning in Vienna we woke up to the bells of St Stephen’s Cathedral.…
Once, a dozen years ago, we spent a miserable weekend in the Cotswolds. It was…
Every August of my childhood, my family would take a two-week vacation to…
In front of our house is a huge prickly pear cactus. I planted this monster…
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened, Don’t open the…
