Cramps. Yes. I said CRAMPS. (Dear Men, this post is about menopause and hiking…if either interest you, maybe read on…if not, all the best, till next time!) Cramps. Cramps. Cramps. And not the period kind, thank fuck…although about two weeks…
The first time I knew that I could probably sing, I was standing in the pit of the auditorium at Hill Park Secondary School on Hamilton mountain. A little sidebar, I actually thought Hamilton Mountain...which is really an escarpment...was a…
I’ve got a good life. I really do. It’s taken me almost 55 years to begin to believe that when my life is good, it won’t burn up like the paper on a cigarette when you light it and take…
Three years ago this week, having no idea the pandemical shit storm that was coming, I went to Grant and Tim’s house for PANCAKE TUESDAY. Grant and Tim, who’ve been my friends for years, are creatures of tradition…something I am…
Yesterday, I put up my five year old Urban Barn Charlie Brown XMAS tree. I treasure it. The story that I’m writing here, finally writing today, has always felt a bit hard to describe…it always made sense in my head,…
It was sometime during the past summer that I saw a woman start to set up residence under and inside the awning of a stadium that I live nearby. She started small in her quest to make a place for…
This is me with my rained out beehive AND Ari with his optimistic outlook, INSIDE the Central Park view of my INSTAGRAM post of a few days ago. THIS post to be exact: What a view, huh? Looks ideal, right?…
So, I am sitting in a previously warmed leather coach chair in the NEW DRAMA Books on 39th Street in NY, USA. It’s a quintessentially rainy, NY fall day where walking in midtown with an umbrella is literally taking your…
I just had the best day...actually the best FEW days...ACTUALLY, maybe the VERY best week of my life. No hyperbole. The week I just had in LA led me on a merry journey through so many dynamic and different views…