Tag: Travel

The Thing Called Hope


Far too regularly, I seem to succumb to despair. The things I care about seem so obvious to me–and yet so unimportant to my own family members and most of the people I know. My struggle with industrial food, for…

Ars Poetica


Walking amid bougainvillaea and banana trees, traveling by trolley through half-empty streets in the Garden District, heart shadowed by the wrecked but not quite ruined beauty of New Orleans, I met one day a few years ago a newly minted…

I Brake for Butterflies


This week I realized that I have had no vacation this summer–it’s been work, work, work, except for the times I’ve carved out to play on this blog. And while I like work, and lord knows I need to work–hard…