Certain things are meant to come in pairs: “Burt + Ernie”, “almond butter + apricot jam”, “Fred + Ginger”, “Mazeroski + home run”, “goat cheese + my tummy”, to name…
Category: <span>Wanderings and Travel</span>
“‘I’m glad it’s wick!’ she cried out in her whisper. ‘I want them all to be wick. Let us go round the garden and count how many wick ones there…
Geraniums nodded in wrought iron window boxes. High heels tapped on cobblestones. Chocolate shavings curled atop decadent desserts. A gold-painted mime struck a pose and froze for ten, twenty, thirty,…
Quick stops are the key. Run in, run out. Quick. Before the sippy cup goes flying or the stroller harness gets too tight or the credit card is given away…
Summer has certainly sat down hard on Pittsburgh. My local weather forecast, delivered at 7am this morning by an overly chipper forecaster whose pregnant belly blotted out half of the…
My small town of Ben Avon was perfect…almost. Despite being just miles from downtown Pittsburgh, our little Brigadoon pops up under an umbrella of towering shade trees with sidewalks perfect…