It’s dusk as we enter the old city of Bari, Italy. Built in an era before urban planning, the spaghetti-inspired street design causes the directional arrow on my phone to spin in utter confusion. We turn right, left, backtrack, start… Read More ›
nomadic life
The Banishment of Indifference
We’re packing up, getting ready to relinquish our Charlottesville home next month. In a tiny house without closets, it’s amazing how many cubbyholes we’ve managed to create. Tucked under our end table, in a wooden box that my mother-in-law painted,… Read More ›
A Story of Needlepoint and Vermeer
I saw my first Vermeer when I was around ten-years-old. It came together over the course of countless months as I watched my grandmother needlepoint a myriad of colors stitch by stitch into a piece that she christened My Little… Read More ›
A Trip to Winchester
Once upon a time, I travelled for business—flitted into far-flung cities where a greeter with my name on a sign awaited. He’d take my wheelie, pull it to his German-made car, and whisk me off in silence—an effortless arrival into… Read More ›
Summer vacation
Summer vacation. August 2022: We are heading north on I-81 in Virginia, the Subaru stuffed full with every potential vacation accoutrement: folding chairs, bottles of wine, citronella candles. Pat is driving. Every 25 miles, he asks me how excited I… Read More ›
The World In Between 