Covid came calling, an unwelcome suitor, but some part of me said yes. (Isn’t that always the way? Be careful, I tell my daughters.) He brought all manner of unpleasantness. I felt pretty low. A friend brought sprigs of mint…
Students have left campus following the end of the term, and summer classes have yet to begin. An eerie quiet holds in the early morning… The daylilies think about greeting the day, the last of the columbine ring their tiny…
Our collective grief makes a summer reading post less… joyful. I don’t share it with the same joy that I wrote it. Still: here’s my list of 10 lovely summer reads, if and when you might welcome it. My top…