Our Place.

I had been at my friend’s house at one of the monthly literary salons she hosts, and it was a beautiful night.  The weather had been pretty miserable and rainy for the preceding days and the stillness of the air amidst the bustling Manhattan streets was both welcome and refreshing.  Scott had been at an event [ Read More ]

A Case of the “Last Week’s”…

I haven’t written about Owen’s fourth birthday yet.  Every year I have written a birthday post, and yet this year it has been more difficult than in the past.  I wasn’t quite sure why until this morning. It was two days ago, on Wednesday, which was a snow day for us here.  I walked into [ Read More ]