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My husband Chip and I cycled out to the Chilkat Bald Eagle Preserve  parking lot, and on the way back my rear wheel popped a spoke. It just went "ping" and I wobbled to a stop. Chip, being ever chivalrous (and just like me) saw no reason to cut short his ride, so he...

 Every morning I listen to the news on the radio and scan the Internet papers to find out what's going in the world. Pearl gets the first news of her day from the sights, sounds, and smells of our morning walk. (Part of it, I suspect, is Pearl's aristocratic pedigree,...

 "You are going to have to give and give and give, or there's no reason for you to be writing. [ Or living well, for that matter .] You have to give from the deepest part of yourself, and you are going to have to go on giving, and giving is going to have to be its own...

I get to spend all day every Friday with Caroline (2 in January) and now Pearl (5 months) and I thought you might like to hang out with us at the beach for a few minutes. So here's a postcard from yesterday morning. First we blew bubbles ( Pearl chased them) then when...

This morning as we pedaled by Doug walking to work, Chip said, "There's a nice little cinnamon near Brouillette's." Doug heard that through his iPod headphones and snapped to attention and smiled, "Sweet." They were not talking about the aroma of breakfast rolls from...

So, I have spent the morning, well most of it, organizing my notes for the new book, which is called Finding the Good (for now anyway) and will be published by Algonquin as soon as I finish it. My wonderful editor has decided to help me by making a couple of...