Visible Woman

I considered posting yesterday. All day I thought about the things I might write about: cleaning, collections, pastimes, taxes, summing up t...

Yes, I'm doing Holidailies . It's been almost forty-eight hours since I posted. Not exactly 'daily.' I thought about it ye...

As the new year approaches, it's time to wrap up the holidays. It's time to put away the box of left over cards from our holiday mai...

A friend who blogs on many weighty subjects said recently: "I realize my best moments of magnanimousness are easier because Steven and...

I'm not feeling up to my life right now. Out playing tennis in the wind yesterday, I made a lot of mistakes. And when I did something ri...

[FFP and I saw this dog in a parked car along W. Fourth on Saturday. His parents were probably at the Farmer's Market. When we first sto...

I was not looking forward to going to Dad's today. I was getting out of the house to play tennis and so it made sense to go a bit furthe...

Every place on Second Street has a S-A-L-E and that's the L from Estilo (with LB in there somewhere). I've been missing since Saturd...

Or am I? Proud of being lazy, that is? I turned over the keys to the sprawling manse almost six months ago. (Well to me it was sprawling any...

New York buildings reflected in the Air Stream trailer that was part of MOMA's design show. Let's see. I'm working on my taxes. ...

I suspect they were showing this shirt on Second Street as an idea for New Year's frivolity. But it's 2008, it's time to put the...

I was feeling an extra dollop of my usual end-of-year not exactly depression but, well, a sadness. It has nothing to do with the holidays, r...

I guess the things we procrastinate most about in life are the inevitable ones. Death and taxes. A lot of people delay thinking about wills ...

I am blogging when I should be shredding stuff, doing my taxes, cleaning out things. This picture was taken in my back yard. Does that vine ...