My mom’s parents, Hazel and David, owned a gift store for many years in West Virginia. I have only faint memories of playing on the floor while Mom worked the cash register. In the ‘80s, when the Huntington …
Yes, ‘tis better to give than receive.
But it’s nice to receive.
Valentine’s Day was so last week, but I’m still kind of basking in the glow. Oh, those little perforated greeting cards in their whispery white envelopes. Oh, the chalky conversation …
I’m attracted to and daunted by outdoor markets. After a couple of hours in Costa Rica’s National Museum, we walked through the market nearby (where I found turtle and other groovy textiles). I had an agenda: a …
