As the first frost approaches, promising to decimate a summer's worth of flowers in one cruel night, as the trees begin to take on a skeletal appearance, we are forced to contemplate and process some highly primal dualities: life and death; hope and regret; desire and fear.
After months of lethargy and holiday indulgences, we are feeling anxious to be active again. We are suddenly more alert, attentive, antsy, enthusiastic. We feel a surge of exuberance and verve. Our sap is rising, too.
Of the over one hundred etiquette subjects I have taught, dress and etiquette are always in the top ten. Dressing is not like setting the table, where rules rule. Are there rules for dress? You bet, but there's a lot more freedom of style.
What roles can corporations play in transforming urban landscapes? This year a Japanese company constructed a bold new building in Tokyo's central business district that brings nature into the work environment and out to the street.
The Pumpkin Spice Latte is back on the Starbucks menu, a sure sign that autumn is almost here (it actually begins on Tuesday). To help celebrate the season, I've collected excerpts from some of my favorite autumn poems below. Scroll down to add YOUR favorites!