“Is he teaching you anything you don’t already know?” John asked me.Read More
I stumbled to the first seat I could reach as the driver took off. I sat exactly across from two college boys. Typically college boys. Hey, typical college boys, you were not too nice to a girl in black with a puffy, broken out steroid face and cane.Read More
Jared will catch me picking at my nails and give me a look. "I'm not stressing out, I'm picking the dirt from under my nails," I tell him. "Ok," he says.
I'll give him a dirty look next time he picks his nails. "My hands are really dried out now. Lots of hangnails," he tells me. "Ok," I say.Read More
People have always had tremendous sway in my life. When I've found a place or space, a vocation or an avocation, and I have liked it or I have stuck around with it...it's often because of the people around me.Read More
Family business. The day can start sour or sweet.
Sour. Yesterday. Witness:
Dispute about where the precious beach plum (Prunus maritima) seedlings should go. Their needs include some sun, moderate moisture, and protection from the cold. They are sown in potting medium in two heavy-duty black plastic flats about 12" by 16".Read More
I have been lucky to find mentors throughout my life. Photography. Art. Education. Nature. Mothering. I am lucky they found me. Being a mentor is a risk, I suppose, like any relationship. Mentors and guides give their time and share their knowledge.Read More
New Brunswick, New Jersey, Autumn 2000. My roommates at the time were three guys. They were three really cool guys (and I mean it, despite what follows) – one was an alcoholic who was an excellent cook, another was a moderate drinker and a great keyboardist and lyricist, and another was a completely sober graphic designer. We went regularly to McCormick’s Pub, which we called McDrunk’s.Read More