August Moon

One of my favorite songs mourning the end of the summer is Don Henley’s classic 1984 anthem, The Boys of Summer (check it out here ). Every time I hear it I have California memories of dark, tanned skin, convertibles, Pacific Ocean waves, and Ray-Ban Wayfarer sunglasses. Summer love. The beach at night, bonfires lighting…

4 to 12

Last week as we celebrated Father’s Day it struck me that it has been 48 years since we lost our father to cancer when he was just 55. So much of my life was spent without him that I confess many milestones passed when he did not enter my thoughts nor did I have any…

Flamingos in Mumbai

Unless you have been living in an alternate universe (and if you are, can you let me visit?) you would know that the current global pandemic has pretty much ground human activity to a complete halt all over the world. We are sheltered in place as we weather this beast, staying at home, communicating electronically…

Mirror, Mirror

The winter Solstice has always been a time of intense personal reflection for me.  As I write this in the early morning, my coffee steaming in my cup, the dense fog outside my window has shrouded the garden and my view of anything more then 2 feet from the house. I can hear the mournful…