I was going to observe John Cheever’s centenary with a brief post. Then, I saw in The Writer’s Almanac that Rachel Carson, too, was born on May 27, but in…
A broad-winged hawk perched at the top of the dying maple in our field. Claudia heard it calling as she walked toward the car to go to church. We rushed…
Flying – or fleeing – from Boston Wednesday, on my way from a nascent gambling paradise to a burgeoning one, three articles in The Boston Globe struck me. *** On…