The will for adventure
Once upon a time there was a woman who loved to stay home. She knew that she should love adventure and sometimes she truly did, but most of the time […]
If you’re looking for a way to get me riled up, hide one of my favorite books. Two nights ago I couldn’t find my edition of T. S. Eliot. It
The first time that I traveled to Italy, in the Summer of 2000, I often went to morning mass and/or evening vespers at one of the local churches in Parma.
I have returned triumphant from my West Virginia adventure, with a Creation performance under my belt and only a few near catastrophes. Friday I was very lucky to get a