I am lost in the labyrinth of my own thoughts.  Revisions have my mindset lingering, hovering above my story, circling and recircling its...

For most New Jersians living through our “Extreme Drought Conditions,” this means watching their lawns slowly fry or their water bills...

I’m feeling pretty bougie walking the sidewalk into Lake Placid on my own today. I take time to admire the perennials in front of The...

I gaze out the window and watch an enormous brown oak leaf float silently to join her sisters on the ground.  That’s the problem with...

I look around the science lab I call my second home.  It’s in order for the few minutes remaining before my first class arrives;...

I am old enough to walk around the corner from my parents’ red bungalow on Lincoln Avenue and cross the street to school by myself, but I...

I wish I knew how many times I tried to rein-in my off-task third and fourth graders with the expression, “We’re writers during writing...

I hear my southern friends talking about the cicadas a lot this May.  They tell funny stories of manly-men screaming when finding one...

I marked April 8, 2024 on my calendar way back in August of 2017.  I’m not normally a girl with a ten-year plan, but after my friend...

I don’t remember learning to read.  I have a vague but lasting impression of sitting on my mother’s lap, watching her finger move under...

My daughter Emelyn and I are visiting all cozy at my little round kitchen table catching up and eating her favorite soup, creamy chicken...

Dan always complains about how sad it is when the brightness of the holiday gets boxed away in the basement for another year.  About the...

“What would you think about making a donation to the Ghana well fund at church with the money we would spend on doing Christmas cards...

"Do you want to spend more for your iCloud storage?”  Dan and I are getting ready for a trip, and he’s been checking off all kinds of...

I hang up the phone with my friend Karen and return a call from Lauribeth, who left a message while I talked to Karen. The web of...

I might be a pancake snob.  Don’t look for a flapjack box mix in my pantry; I don’t care whose aunt’s name is on the label.  Mom always...

"Will you cook for Thanksgiving?" A fellow teacher makes passing conversation with me. Hmmm. How do I explain our family's traditional...

You know that Boy Scout motto, “Be prepared?” While I was never a boy scout, I appreciate the sentiment, especially since I’m rarely...

If you were to hire a crew to harvest your cranberry bogs, would you call up The A-Team, or Ernie’s Angels? I use the term “hire” quite...

When asked to explain how we grow cranberries, I always begin by saying, “I’m not a real cranberry farmer. I just play one on T.V.” I...