We’d just come from my gym’s seventh holiday party, hosted by a couple of our clients at their big house on the hill. Everyone relished the chance to be together… Read More
Everybody in my mother’s family is an amateur artisan. We have quilters, decorators, huck-weavers, furniture restorers, and more — but the arts-and-crafts gene passed me by.
Brick houses, courtyard apartments with trees and dirt in the yards, alleys, little grocery stores and bickering neighbors: This was my world, and it was Harriet the Spy’s world, too…. Read More