The Righting Life

On a recent spring day, I walked to the woods behind my house. The sun shown brilliantly, and a robust wind blew the mostly-barren limbs…

The time had come—the dreaded pants shopping. I took a deep breath, pulled the door open and braced myself. How many pairs of women’s pants…

Today, the sun is shining, birds are cavorting, and only a few stubborn piles of snow are sticking around. Yay! It’s officially 20 days until…

To my mind’s eye, he is quite old and old-fashioned. He wears gloves, a dark suit, a stiff top hat, and black, polished shoes. He…

My name is not Sharon, but Sharon is a fine and lovely name. However, there is a woman who thinks my name is Sharon. I’ll…