One slushy morning this week, we found ourselves searching for our favorite black duck boots. We found one and put in on, then, after much rummaging in the dark recesses of our closet, found a second. At this point, we were on the edge of missing our train, so we put on the second shoe
Allow us to wax nostalgic for a moment. Decades ago, an improbable series of events led us to Nashville, where we lived for several years, blissfully holding adulthood (and college) at bay and basking in all that the resident music industry provided. Last week, we had a perfectly joyous reunion with the dearest of friends
These days, when the subject turns to victorious Philadelphia sports teams, most people think green, and “fly” and “Philly Special.” But we are not most people. We live firmly and fondly in the past, 2008 to be exact. So we relished every moment of our beloved Phillies’ Alumni Weekend this past weekend. We cheered ourselves
Even if Bexis and McConnell like to sport overalls and tool around in souped-up tractors, we are not farmers. We have grown enough heirloom tomatoes, ghost peppers, rainbow chard, purple basil, and other suburban garden staples, however, to know that “you reap what you sow” is usually true, assuming the levels of hydration, sunshine, and
With one glance at the calendar, regular readers of this blog will have been able to predict the content of these prefatory paragraphs, later to be (tenuously) tied to today’s case. On Monday and Tuesday, as we have for nearly twenty years, we attended the annual Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show, the second-oldest continuous sporting