Being descended (recently) from Louisvilleans, my husband has an abiding love of bourbon and an inborn obligation to host a party on the first Saturday of every May. We celebrated the run for the roses AND Cinco de Mayo on this fortunate weekend, when the two celebrations collided in a julepped, corona’d, and sombrero-chapeau-ed fiesta, with…
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Miles
Slam. Shiver shiver, on with the heat, on with the lights. On with NPR, my morning companion. Click the seat belt, shift to Reverse, out the driveway. Ca chunk, ca chunk, the sound of the road under worn tires, while Carl Castle reports the state of the world in his distinctive, reassuring voice. Marketplace comes on,…
Grace
Some days I feel like I am exactly where I am supposed to be. What I want and what I have are the same exact thing. Everything is in harmony, and my mind vibrates, like the ghostly harmonics that hover over a perfectly tuned guitar chord. It’s a higher state of being. I once read…
Snow Day
Oh my God, RG, wake up! What?!?! My pre-dawn sluggish heartbeat is suddenly racing, and I poke my showercapped head out of the hot shower into the cold bathroom air. It’s snowing! Oh. Here I come! He, in pjs and flip flops, and I, in bathrobe and slippers, step onto our little porch to see…
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