- Vincent van Gogh
February 22, 2015
February 10, 2015
So know this - if you love your library, use your library. Support libraries in your words and deeds. If you are fortunate enough to be able to buy your own books, and you have your own computer with which to conduct research, and you're not in search of a story hour for your children, then don't forget about the members of your community who are like you but perhaps lack your resources - the ones who love to read, who long to learn, who need a place to go and sit and think. Make sure that in your good fortune you remember to support their quest for a better life. That's what a library promises us, after all: a better life. And that's what libraries have delivered.
- Ann Patchett, in the afterward of the most terrific book, The Public Library by Robert Dawson.
I could go on about Ann Patchett all day (if you haven't read her, do so, as in run out immediately and grab a book of hers. By my bedside table is her collection This is the story of a Happy Marriage which I like to dip into. Next to Nancy Willard and Mary Oliver and Anne Lamott offerings, but that is for another day.
The book containing her great afterward is extolling the many virtues of libraries (music to my librarian's ears and writer's heart) is a very well done and enjoyable book tracking the many across country treks Robert Dawson and also his son made to all different public libraries, exploring, taking photographs, talking to people, a real taking the pulse of the country book as well as a love poem to libraries. Libraries are more than housing books but the heart of the community - I would not want to live in a town without a library because what would that say about the members of the community? At any rate, while you are running out and getting anything Ann Patchett, make sure you get Dawson's book as well.
You have a library card, right? (They are free!).
February 8, 2015
January 27, 2015
On a family list to try - maple taffy like they made in the Little House on the Prairie. Snow required -thanks to the not as bad as predicted snowstorm, we have that (it's freezing out there!). Various websites said boil maple syrup until a candy thermometer says nuclear hot or whatever. We don't have one of those but neither did Laura. We tried their "forms. Ball in cold water" alternate, never seemed to get there but seemed to double in size. We decided it was taffy ready when we got tired of waiting. You then pour the super hot maple syrup into a cake tin that has packed down fresh snow....it does harden but the snow started to melt so fast that we grabbed a strainer and poured out the maple watery stuff. What is left is too sweet for
More than a taste unless you are the fellow historian cook teen with a sore throat. Bummed no vanilla ice cream in
The house (would have been a perfect combo) but the son
Had a good idea to throw in some walnuts as it hardened into a sticky lake of hard taffy. Note -many sticky spoons, pot, cake tin. We
Think the leftover will be great added to oatmeal -especially with walnuts. Thanks, Laura, and we didn't even have to look out for bears.
Although typing all this out on a phone is, indeed, a bear.
January 26, 2015
January 25, 2015
January 1, 2015
- Jean-Paul Sartre
The New Year rolls in, the fresh calendars are put out, the list of resolutions grows and grows for me as I like a long one full of hopes and goals. Still we are in winter, approaching the heart of it, end of January and early February's brutal cold just around the bend. I like this time, turn on the heater, pull on a sweater, interior, inner, darker, deeper. This is when the roots grow for whatever you are planting, this is the time to make sure they are sturdy, that they go deep and true. Don't rush. Find the long quiet and temper your restless spirit to it. This is when you understand whether you have hope or not, do you trust the eventual bloom? Cultivate this heart in this cold season. Slow slow slow. Make tea, put seed in the planter for the birds, rest, let your rushing mind calm. Take a long nap. It's okay to hibernate, it's winter after all.
December 28, 2014
December 24, 2014
Very pleased to share that my short story, The Falls, is now available in the latest offering from the literary journal, Crab Creek Review. You can click here if you are interested in ordering it - it is a Seattle-based journal so if you are in that neck of the woods, you can purchase it at bookstores, etc. but if you are an east coaster like me or elsewhere, follow the link.
Also very happy to note that Crab Creek Review has nominated the story for the Pushcart Prize. Thrilling to consider that possibility, always an honor to be nominated.
December 21, 2014
December 18, 2014
Caught the wonderful Broadway show, Cabaret, on Sunday with the remarkable Alan Cumming and the current Sally - Emma Stone. Both terrific, the cast amazing. Quite different from the movie version, closer to the book The Berlin Stories by Christopher Isherwood. Adored the actress Linda Emond and her soaring voice as the landlady and her love interest played with such pathos by Danny Burstein. Did the crowded Fifth Avenue stroll afterwards (the tree, the tree) and then onto Bryant Park where I love to stop in the summer for an iced drink after visiting Patience and Fortitude, the Library Lions. Now it's a Christmas wonderland with a surprisingly large ice rink, a lovely tree, and many little wooden "houses" filled with gifts and food goodies and the like. Ample room to sit and rest and watch the skaters here as well - and just a short stroll to Grand Central Station. A good time was had by all.
December 7, 2014
December 6, 2014
November 30, 2014
November 23, 2014
November 19, 2014
A fun day trip with a great traveling companion, my fabulous daughter. We hit the road post Sunday bagels. ;) and as we drove realized the Storm King Art place not far, spring road trip noted. I spent a summer living and working in Woodstock a million years ago. Some friends put together a jewelry shop and we all shared shop duties, a bare bones apartment, even gained a rescue kitten from a dire situation (who went on to live a long healthy life with my best friend's parents).