The Hidden Beauty of Spring Ephemerals in the Appalachians
Why is finding these small, delicate flowers so satisfying that I go looking for them every year?
Why is finding these small, delicate flowers so satisfying that I go looking for them every year?
When I was developing the character of Joey, a despondent Army veteran for my novel Virgin Snow, I found it necessary to research and reflect upon the sad time in American history when we were engaged in a war with North Vietnam. The conflict had long-term and debilitating effects on many American military members who served there in support of South Vietnam in the […]
The morning after the Buffalo Bills lost to the Kansas City Chiefs in the AFC Championship game, I saw the “Agony of Defeat” on many faces.
My New Year’s Resolutions are a way to remind myself that if I don’t make the “big rocks” a priority I’ll never get them done.
Sicilians have a saying—La Famiglia e Tutto (Family is Everything)—and they live by what they say.
I was overlooking an essential ingredient in a long and happy life—the love and support of friends.
I prefer not to think of the end of the summer growing season as the “death” of our vegetable garden, but as a transition into something new and different.
I recently learned that September is a month of great trepidation for some people.
On my most recent trip back to Buffalo, I decided to take a walking tour through a different part of the city.
I sang to the bird, told it not to fear the unknown, and that it was OK to let go of life, whenever it was time.
Nature now provides the “heavy rotation” for me.
A trip through Eastern Europe reminds us of how lucky we Americans really are.