Pajamas. A cup of coffee. A book. Sunlight filtering in through the window. Really no different from any other morning, except maybe the lingering a little longer in pajamas. Yesterday a late afternoon movie, Philomena. Dinner with friends, Mexican, after which we go back to their house, some … [Read more...] about New Year’s Day
Coming Home
How perfect!—my daughter writes a post about being on the road and my thoughts turn to coming home. It happens every year. Thanksgiving rolls around, she lives in L.A., I picture her here, the sleepy hamlet of Katonah, NY. Home. No secret that air travel—even without the added stresses of … [Read more...] about Coming Home
Space fantasy
I have a theory about space: the less room you have, the more efficient you are with it, everything in its place. With more space comes a mushrooming mentality, a catalyst for clutter. The mind can’t help itself. Space, psychological as well as physical, begs to be filled if not imagined. … [Read more...] about Space fantasy
The Big Screen
The last time my husband and I bought a new TV was 1995. Thirty-six-inch Sony, pre- flat-screen/high-definition days. We had just moved into a new house and the size was predicated on the room, coupled with the design aesthetic of my husband (a designer by trade). I have a very strong memory of the … [Read more...] about The Big Screen