Heart Rot
On a winter trail run, a fallen beech tree with 67 rings and a hollow core sparks reflection on what's coming—and whether running can still clear my head.
Beauty in our Backyards
It's been cold and snowy here in the Northeast--great reasons to get outside and keep running, even if it's more of a plod than a jog. Here's why.
Noticing What Matters: A Writer’s Reflection on Service and Civic Bonding
Standing nearly alone during military songs, I realized good writing begins by noticing what unsettles us. In divided times, we risk losing the shared trust that some things matter more than our differences—and that’s worth standing for.
Bordering on the Sublime
I’ve always wanted to see Niagara Falls. Recently, I got my chance, accompanying my husband to Buffalo where he was to be sworn in at Federal Court. As we made the most of our 24 hours in Erie County, I learned that even a natural place so thoroughly touched by man can still feel wild and humbling.