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--> Sometimes we just blunder into good ideas. While family members were working on “Remembering Christmas”, holiday cards add...

--> About a week before Christmas my mother asked how she met my father. I told her the well-worn tale of friends who wanted...

It was one of those lightening bolt epiphanies. I was barely into the second chapter of How To Be a Woman and the t...

 It was about this time last year that I was shopping in one of my favorite places: Wegmans. Jerusalem Artichokes...

Red Russian Kale Back in third grade, when prodded by my teacher, I probably stood in front of the class and said,...

 Pink cosmos, orange marigolds, and crayon-colored zinnias are a gift from my father. He died three years ago today, after a ...

Richard and I had to make a daytrip to NYC on business, so to speak, so I decided we needed a little pleasure while we w...