My father grows the best tomatoes. Every year, during what New Englanders can still quaintly call “harvest time”, that time when we race the calendar to make the most of what we have tended to all summer, the porch at my parents’ house fills with tomatoes of all shades, and any visit is the occasionContinue reading >>
Recent Blog Posts
Stubbornness and grace
“Margaret, I didn’t know you were a runner.” “Oh, I’m not, not really” I said this the day after running my 19th half-marathon, and immediately sensed how ridiculous I sounded. “I mean, I’m not really an athlete. It’s more stubbornness than grace.” ********** I started running seriously when I was just out of college. IContinue reading >>
Of Streets at Night
Memory holds on to such funny little details: the hat I lost at a bar on Arlington St. The ride down the grad-school elevator on Friday afternoons to meet friends. The fancy piano at the fancy lounge on which one friend played “Ain’t Misbehavin’” until a manager asked him to stop (apparently we were misbehavin’).Continue reading >>
I am a singer, actress, religious educator, and writer living in Boston.
In addition to teaching religion, I conduct a few liturgical choirs, run half-marathons, read books, practice yoga, and follow politics. In addition to singing opera, I perform in concerts and musical theater. You can read my professional bio elsewhere on this site.
Spirituality and identity are major interests of mine. I seriously considered naming this blog “Are you there God? It’s me, Margaret.”
I’m a New Englander through and through, reared in northern Connecticut and now living in Boston. My husband is also a New Englander, and after four years as a commuter couple we are happy to be living together in the Dorchester neighborhood of Boston.