I’m surrounded by beeps. My computer beeps at me for the usual variety of reasons – hello or goodbye, mail arriving, browser stops worki...

I don’t always read the book. This time I didn’t even buy it. My book group picked The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying , a 425-page tome...

I got this picture from my friend Leslie in Massachusetts yesterday. It’s a color photo, but the snow has transformed the world there...

I never took chemistry – in high school or college. I thought it would be too hard, so I took physics instead. Which just goes to sho...

 As of this day, I’ve been a mother for exactly 30 years. Three decades of alternately worrying, cheering, prodding, encouraging, admonis...

I can’t resist the desire to have a posting for 1/1/11, so this won’t be long. But I do have a nice breakfast recipe for you, so stick wi...

When we made our reservations for Christmas in New Jersey, we told ourselves, “It hardly ever snows before January.” At least, that was w...

The first holiday party was Sunday, and already I’m exhausted. It was our neighborhood party, and in addition to being on the Social ...

I’ve long had a love-hate relationship with fall. It’s the end of warm weather for a good six months; the leaves, while briefly beautiful, a...

Some two or three years ago, I read for the first time about preserved lemons. I thought they sounded way cool as a condiment – they c...