I have a rule, one that makes perfect sense to me: if a person has more than five bumper stickers on the back of his or her car, that person should be questioned by the appropriate authorities. Over the years, I’ve made revisions to this rule: for instance, flags count as two bumper stickers, depictions […]
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The answer may surprise you, when we come back… And we’re back. And no. The featured image I used for this post is a picture I took on my way to work in 2019. I had my camera in my bag and the usual Philly traffic was raging outside, and as our cars marched slowly […]
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We had one of those mornings. At the crack of 4:30, Cat exploded in a variety of meows, mows, and MERRROWRRRS until we woke up and gave him running water from the bathtub he felt he so richly deserved. As we didn’t have to go to work that day, we did as we do most […]
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Since we last met, the summer ended and the fall arrived. I continued to write and take a few pictures, but nothing momentous or amazing was going on, so I was feeling like I would need to post something just to post something. And that’s never good. By the time we got to October, it […]
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My father woke up one morning and said, “I need some french-fried lobster.” Not only is the first line of a novel I will not write, but it is also a fact. I might have been a teenager when that fateful morning occurred, but if I was, I would have been in just under the […]
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Things get left behind on trash day. It happens. And that’s what might have happened here, but upon closer inspection, I don’t think so. All that was left on this area between the sidewalk and the road was a) the can of whipped cream, and b) the pink cap for the can of whipped cream. […]
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On the morning of my wedding, I woke up in the guest bed at a friend’s house. It was early and I noticed I was the only one there, so I got dressed and stepped out and saw that they were outside, burning some scraps left over from the construction of their new house. He […]
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Laura and I went our first wine tasting eight years ago, when we went down to Crossing Winery in Newtown, Pennsylvania. We really didn’t know what to expect, honestly, having managed to go through nearly 40 years of life without such experiences. They put us in a room with large barrels lining the walls, poured […]
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Laura and I both grew up in the country. I was in upstate New York and she was in central Pennsylvania. We both went to Tennessee for college and ended up in Chattanooga. We got married, and moved to Pennsylvania. Short version. In all of that time, we never lived “in the city.” Outside the […]
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by Laura Sanders When we were discussing our itinerary for Tokyo with my sister Hannah, she gave us a number of different options. The zoo and the Sky Tree and the Great Buddha all came up. Kappabashi Street, which I was very excited about. One thing not optional, according to my brother-in-law Dan, was Maricar. […]
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One year for New Year’s, we went to a Japanese place in Bethlehem, called Kome. We had been there a few times before, and thought the hibachi would be just the thing for the family. Rachel and Derek came, Laura’s aunt and uncle and her cousin, and we couldn’t have made a better choice. We […]
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