Margaret's Blog
I never look behind me when I’m racing. I made that promise to myself during my first half-marathon. Chubby, un-athletic, […]
— 1 — I’m reporting here from the land of “better late than never” because I spent the day sitting […]
I had never seen a squirrel die before. Growing up in the country I saw more than my share of […]
— 1 — I’m at Tanglewood! The summer home of the Boston Symphony must be one of the most gorgeous […]
What would you hear if you sat in silence? I just started reading Thirty Days: on retreat with the exercises […]