Dirty Thoughts: A Gardening Life

I have previously mused on the phenomenon of heroes in our lives. We all have them--and if we don't, we live a bereft life (that...

There are certain things we are taught never to do while in public: pass gas (though it happens frequently; some Wilmington grocery store...

Call it what you will: arranging, calculating, conspiring, contriving, designing, framing, manipulating, mapping, planning, plotting, schemi...

Each time I fly and am treated to an evening sky amidst the stars--whether over the western United States or the South China Sea, the nort...

In a season festooned with vibrant reds and jovial greens, glistening whites and royal blues, sparkling silvers and gleaming golds, the h...

After an extended autumn, winter cold is finally descending upon us from the Arctic. My more northerly-based friends will surely scoff at ...

Yesterday, I began to write about the death of Christopher Hitchens (essayist, debater, journalist, critic, author, intellectual) but coul...