BLUE IS AN APPROXIMATION, yellow a generalization. Things rarely are exactly as they first appear. One person’s row of crowded, yellow seeds is another person’s field of eggs, or flag Continue reading

NOTHING STANDS STILL at the lip of the Atlantic, in or outside the one-room shack: Neither seasons nor days — each hour of each month assumes a fresh identity, in Continue reading

ONE OF THE SUREST SIGNS of dysfunction in modern life is our difficulty in staying present. It is a response, I suspect, to feeling too overwhelmed to deal with the Continue reading

AFTER A DAY of being buffeted between sun and surf, my body begins to reveal its burn, deliciously fatigued. The week’s routine is simple, predictable: Arrive early to beat the crowds. Continue reading

WHETHER IT IS TWO DEGREES outside or 92, my dog wants to run free. Days like yesterday she pays for it, but I waited until late afternoon to walk, and Continue reading