This spring, my orchid sent out two stalks. Both grew gorgeous, huge blooms that cascade like a waterfall of creamy petals. About a month ago, my orchid sent out a third stalk. I looked at the green...

Another cancellation, another chance to be back on Becky’s massage table ahead of my mid-October appointment. Becky got to work on my back, elbowed the knots, went to town around the right scapula....

Paddlefest is an annual event in Cincinnati. On the first Saturday in August, the filthy Ohio River is closed to commercial traffic from 6am to noon. Kayaks, canoes, and paddleboards take over the...

I had a dream the other night, one of the icky ones, where you wake up in neon cobwebs. Five days later, the damp strands still cling. I was in a massive building complex that was somehow wet...

I’m sitting in my big chair by the window. Roxie lies stretched out on the floor nearby, tip of her tail upright (which means she’s not yet all the way asleep). The day is gray from the clouds with...

This morning, walking Roxie on our route through International Friendship Park, the sun lower in the sky than yesterday, I stopped to talk with what appeared to be the supervisor of a construction...