Vesuvius At Home

Abiqui, New Mexico. 2011 I am taking the month of October off to work on other projects and hold on to fall. October is my favorite mo...

Woke up in the wee hours this morning to drive Noah to the Greenville airport, where he caught a flight back to Colorado. I have spen...

Dinah Fried's Fictitious Dishes: The Catcher in the Rye . Artist's website here. Used with artist's kind permission. Mo...

Last night I saw this picture of my daughter, Ayla, almost eight years old, and I thought, for all the worrying our society does abou...

I've had the luck over the last few months to meet some incredible people through blogging. Two of those people I want to talk about to...

I was almost too nervous to watch the game last night, because if we don't take Peyton Manning all the way to the Super Bowl, I...

I don't know how we spent the morning. The day before, we'd gone to the farmer's market, which is called the tailgate m...

It seems that somewhere crossing the prairie, I lost my narrative thread. I feel untethered and windblown. I don't know my lines. I ...

1. No time to talk, but I had to check in to tell you this, a bit of an emergency as you will see. I am fairly sure my neighbors are selling...

August 2012 is the month I had a premonition about, when I was out for a walk on a cold clear day last November and craving new life, the k...