This week, I’ve returned to a beach I have known since childhood. On our first morning, Dixy and I stepped out for a walk, and the moment my feet touched the sand, something inside me caught. The tide was low, the air soft, and I felt the years folding in on themselves—decades of footsteps layered here, mine among them. This beach has known all my dogs. Eloise, the greyhound—pure love—who raised our babies and could run so fast it seemed she might take flight, chasing frisbees over the tide line.Gretl, the dachshund with the spirit of a chain-smoking novelist, once...
For a few days this week, here in Pennsylvania, we had a small taste of the approaching Fall weather. Cool mornings that required long sleeves and jeans, the sweet crispness to the breeze and the ability to eat outside and not sweat into your meal! The temperatures will rise again over the weekend, summer is not over, but there is the promise of Fall: baked apples with cinnamon, stacking firewood for the soon to be constantly burning fireplace, watching the horses coats grow thicker, pulling in the hummingbird feeders until next year, ACC football, etc., etc.... This also means the...
If a child of the 70's/80's can learn to love sunscreen then you can too! Oh how I remember those sweaty summers on the coast of GA/SC flipping through ALL the magazines: Vogue, Bazaar, Fashion, Glamour, People, US, etc....looking at white straight teeth, skinny bodies, clear faces and TAN skin! Flipping and lingering on each page, imagining yourself in these fabulous clothes and stunning locations only to go look in the mirror and see a pubescent body, braces, short frizzy curly hair, acne and very fair skin passed down from my ancestors who roamed the British Isles and maybe were...