Tales From the Towpath

Tales From the Towpath

I planned to bike the C & O Towpath long before I broke my ankle, and thanks to concentrated Rest, Ice, Compression and Elevation, I’m back in the saddle, peddling along. Today is Day Two on the trail, and even far from home, I have a tale about Living in...

Comments on the Web

I’m grateful to all the readers who take the time to write comments in response to posts. For me, comments do three important things. They reassure me that my work is being read. Sure, there are all sorts of analytics that tell me how many people click on the post,...

At Summer’s End

  At Summer’s End Last Saturday summer evening soft light and softer air: perfect party. Two friends celebrating one hundred twenty years more than half together a hundred guests.   Potluck, of course I brought what was on hand: cucumbers (still!)        dressed...
If Trees Could Talk

If Trees Could Talk

About twenty years ago, Richard Deeley invited Tim and me to visit him at his home in Jamaica, and to bring a shovel – he wanted us to dig up a tree.We knew Mr. Deeley from his visits to our Mom and Pop Doc Shop, where Tim cared for patients and I ran the practice....

Month, Week, Day

As a free-lance writer I am my own boss, so I’ve developed a system for staying on-track I call Month, Week, Day. MONTH Every month, I list my goals. These include both Big Ticket items, like the two books I’m working on, one a novel and one a piece of non-fiction,...