Yesterday I found two things: First, a fine old ten-speed bike in good shape, gently leaned against a dumpster. Clearly not stolen or for trash. My first instinct as a bike person was to wheel it home or to the community bike shop, but on consideration, I left it there. It was Christmas Eve day, …

“My husband just walked in, told the dog how cute he is, and how much he loves him. Held his face in his hands, stared into his eyes, and gave him forehead kisses. Then left the room. I’m sitting right next to the dog.” This showed up as a random retweet on my Twitter feed …

Oh my friends, my friends, my people. How blessed am I in this world of cold screens and empty rooms, to have this widely woven net of flesh-and-blood friends. You are there for me in my morning terrors, ready to answer the phone before you’ve even had coffee. You are there when I need a …

I haven’t posted for a while and this is why: I am terrified of writing. I know that writing is what I need to do more than anything, to lay down faint traces of my one precious and fleeting life. I can’t go through all this hair-pulling and teeth-gnashing for nothing, right? I have stuff …