While it seems like the rest of the country is preparing for a snow apocalypse--at least that's what I've garnered based on many recent Instagram post...
November is finally here, which means National Novel Writing Month is in full swing, and Book Awareness Week is right around the corner. So with writing and reading on the brain, what better time to get the scoop on an awesome upcoming book and an exclusive look at the cover?
Of course, I'm new to seasons. They still seem miraculous to me as they offer compelling life lessons. I'm hoping they remain reminders of my many life miracles instead of becoming just another thing about which I complain or worse yet fail to notice.
Backpacking has taught me a lot, and I will carry all of those lessons with me into the future, but here's the thing -- I don't plan on carrying much else.
The Wisdom of the Sacred Continuum "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven." -- Ecclesiastes 3:1 MacDoodle...
It's time to bid adieu to this iconic summer treat.
Labor Day has come and gone, and the official end of summer is here, but that doesn't mean you have to say goodbye to warm weather. For those who want...
I recently went searching for God in Stamford at the the Arts and Crafts Fair. I posed two questions: Which season is most Divine and why and what are your hopes for the new season.
When I left the camp for the last time, I cried even harder, but the tears were of joy, relief and a profound sense of gratitude to the camp, the counselors and her aid for giving Eliza the opportunity to grow and learn and to have this very "typical" summer experience.
Incorporating just one of two of these into your daily routine can add ease into your life in significant and surprising ways. Little actions such as these will smooth the stress and keep you in touch with your summer joy.
As Labor Day approached a couple weeks ago, I took my two boys fishing. There was no blackboard or chalk at the lake; no textbooks or worksheets. And although we weren't in a formal classroom, nature turned out to be a pretty powerful teacher.
We're missing summer already. An ode to beach days and surf breaks in Queens. By Rob Corso for Fathom | There's a well-worn adage about surfing: You ...
Summer ruled when I was a kid because I was a kid. I made it awesome by running and climbing and dancing and playing with friends. She can do that too. And will. Year after year.
Litke's S/S '15 fashion show at the Great Jones Street Gallery combined mod looks from the 1960's, especially those in The Happy Island (1972), with the quilted patterns of American rustic.
Sure, allow yourself some time to mourn the end of summer -- lazy days, fire-lit nights, afternoon swims, long walks to nowhere in particular. But not too long. The end of summer is not a surprise or a tragedy. You knew it was coming, and you know it will be back
Transitions in life are simply fraught with anxiety and fear of the unknown. None of us, particularly not teenagers are comfortable with ambiguity and the unknown.