The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up, as if orchards were dying high in space. Those lines, from Rilke's poe...

Forget red. Let's talk about yellow. Yellow flowers. These beauties from Bow Street Flowers are making me cr...

Red is low on my list of favorite colors. I have no red clothes.  The only red in my Massachusetts house is an enamel table that used...

Solo retreat in Provincetown--long walks, good art, crazy sunset, interesting conversations. "Provincetown is,...

Provincetown. Wild sunset--so many things going on in the sky that I was giddy. The scenes  in m...

(next week I'll tell you where, but feel free to guess)

facing forward, looking back crisp days and apples  sweet peas and lemonade visit small but charming for more flowers in ...