Rhubarb, as you surely know, is a harbinger of summer. It is, perhaps, the greatest sign we in the Midwest receive: the clearest, the most delicious notice that summertime is just the turn of a calendar page away. When those red stalks poke between the bunches of spring greens spread across the stalls at the […]
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These days, I am finding myself at one of two emotional extremes: either anything remotely sad or misaligned makes me want to dissolve into tears, or the smallest thing of beauty pushes me into inexplicable gladness. Unkindness and traffic jams make me wither. Afternoon sunshine and well-executed scones and friendly shopkeepers suggest that all (read: […]
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A month has passed since Ben and I returned, exhausted and inspired and grateful (and engaged!), from our trip to Chicago and St. Louis. We had a lovely time, and on these alternately gray and bright days, as I consider the increasingly green leaves (promising that springtime will indeed keep on coming), I want to […]
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On Monday, even though it was Monday and rainy and gray, I wore a suit, jacket with shoulder pads and fitted skirt and all, knowing that a colleague and I would be appearing on a local community broadcast. The host is a very old, very kind man, and they film in front of a backdrop that […]
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