It was well past dark when they sprayed the mud off their arms and legs to come in for the night. For several hours the mud drew them away from movies, text messaging, and indoor entertainment to a spot in the garden that offered equal opportunity for a three-year-old as well as her cousin, now . . . Read More
A few weeks ago, toward the end of the monsoon season, I took a few minutes to go outside in my garden before stepping into the busy day ahead of me. It was a beautiful morning and everything dripped with the memory of the previous night’s storm. One of the huge sunflowers I’d planted in . . . Read More
For about a year now I’ve felt inclined to start a blog. I love writing and after over 30 years of teaching and running a school, I’ve discovered I have a few things to say. One of my writing teachers, the late Donald Murray, used to write a weekly column for The Boston Globe. A . . . Read More