Live With Flair

My youngest wants to collect acorns and decorate them. “With what?” I ask, remembering in horror the glitter and glue and shreds of various materials

Two friends tell me that this recipe for Butternut Squash and Hazelnut Lasagne is their favorite to share, so I thought I’d try it. (I

I’m teaching my favorite kind of essay in class: rebuttal. I invite students to write essays to change our minds by arguing against one position

I have permission to share this story about my daughter: My daughter’s crying at the kitchen table because she doesn’t understand her algebra homework. Her

With October here, I bring out all the fall decorations. I place mums and pumpkins on the front porch. I swirl the leaf garlands on

Today I remember that after exertion, one must recuperate. I’m listening to a new friend describe the way she recuperates after a day of activity.

I’m visiting Gettysburg, and no matter how many times I walk the battlefields, I’m always overcome with the extraordinary sacrifice of soldiers–then and now–who fight

A couple from Texas–they know cowboy boots–comments on my own boots. “We love those boots!” they exclaim. The man leans over to look more closely

Last night, I learn about the following conversation: A mother shares her concern over her daughter’s dream to run an orphanage in Haiti. “Why are

We finally cut down our dried-up sunflower bloom and roast the seeds. “Well, we did it,” I sigh to my daughter. It’s bittersweet; the whole