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Harvest

Fall is Harvest Time: apples, squash, pumpkins, the last of the lettuces. The Greenmarket in Union Square is a mecca for cooks, both serious and amateur; for photographers, who exclaim over the brilliant colors (causing the farmers to snicker); and for urban wanderers, who wander among the stands and pretend they’re in bucolic-ville. I go to the Greenmarket several times a week, hoping somehow to instill in Liam and Caleb …

Black and Blue

6:32AM, the day after election day. “Mommy, Obama won, he won!” The same four little hands as yesterday, but this time chilly from already having gone downstairs for the paper before I was even awake. The boys want to know the score, because of course if someone won, then there’s a score. Once I’d gotten some coffee into me (don’t I realize that I’m too old to start drinking champagne at …

Going Away…and Coming Back

There’s an old Partridge Family song that my college roommates and I used to sing on roadtrips – a song best sung at a bellow, accompanied by expansive arm gestures: “Point me … in the direction of Albuquerque… I want to go home…I want to go ho-ho-hommme.” This past weekend, in a happy conjunction of a 10th wedding anniversary and an academic conference, Husband and I pointed ourselves in the …

An Alternative Bailout Plan…?

  A grey and chilly Saturday morning, about 10 o’clock – not inviting weather for playgrounds, too early for running and screaming in the hallway outside our apartment. Caleb has a pile of cushions in his arms and a few of my old scarves. Caleb tries to entice his brother into a game:  “Leeeaahm, plaaaay with me. Pleeeezzzze. We can play money…” Liam: “Okay, all right, stop bothering me. We can …