When I returned to Denver after my winter holidays, this apocalyptic “War and Peace” mural was one of the first things I saw. [What is wrong with you, Denver International Airport?] We definitely need an antidote to terrifying thoughts of tyranny and war, so I’m happy to share a few snapshots from the Denver Art […]
I thought I saw a pussycat
Exactly one month ago, I said you would never see me at a march. Far too introverted. That’s what I claimed. But I was wrong. There, I said it. I was wrong. Yesterday, to my own surprise, I joined nearly 100,000 people at the Women’s March on Denver. I was initially very nervous about being […]
2017: The Opportune Moment
When it comes to New Year’s resolutions, I’m definitely a fan. Some people say there’s nothing magical about starting a new year. They scoff at the idea that opening a new calendar can break you out of a rut. But I believe in new beginnings, in the twin powers of ritual and momentum. I believe […]
Let’s face the music and dance
There may be trouble ahead, But while there’s music and moonlight and love and romance, Let’s face the music and dance. The holidays have come and gone, bringing us a rum-soaked Feuerzangenbowle of Glühwein, of which I may have drunk more than my share. Truth be told, I was more than ready for 2016 to […]
Confidence and Hope
I’ve been thinking lately about the nature of hope. Since this is sometimes a bit of a knitting blog, I should mention that in the evenings, while listening to podcasts or Christmas music, I’ve been knitting pink Pussy Hats for my friend Lynne to bring to the Women’s March on Washington. As I move my […]
The Getaway
I’ve always believed that sometimes you simply have to get out of town, burning the bridges behind you if you must. In the weeks following the presidential election, I found myself believing that more strongly than ever. Whenever we feel trapped or powerless, we need to get out of our own heads. We can’t flounder […]
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Ideally, this journal would be an uplifting record of my happiest days, filled with nature and art and beauty. But the world hasn’t been especially cooperative lately, making it hard to ignore the clouds of bitterness and anxiety darkening our horizon. There’s no need to add my voice to the outpouring of grief and anger […]
Without Expectations
My weekend in Santa Fe didn’t go as planned, mainly because I didn’t do any planning. I’d been under deadline, trying to finish a book-length editing job. So I went to New Mexico without expectations, having relinquished all programming decisions to my husband. Here’s what happened. We visited the Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument: desolate, […]