In the hush and glory of this week’s snow, I worry about the boxwoods. Their burdened boughs…
A bee in winter travels into the new year finds open flower * * * Happy New…
My friend Mary Jo gave me a beautiful book of Christmas poems, and I’d love to share…
Patricia Eastwood returns to Bacon today with a lovely meditation on the mad, mad world (and two…
Alice gleams in the mad, mad world while parents teach their young to share a rock…
It began innocently enough. She walked into a bookstore, a famous one… The green carpet had seen…