Article Archives: Words with Woods

Everyone’s Hair is On Fire These Days

In the middle of our phone conversation Lisa said to me, “Bing’s hair is on fire.” She said that about my son-in-love because, “He’s talking to me.” When she was young, my eldest daughter learned from her parents the lesson of patience, and the avoidance of unnecessary interruption. In the … Read More

The Good, The Bad, The Beautiful

“Call your brother. Cancerous polyp on his liver.” This text message from my sister was startling, and I acted on it immediately: I called my brother. My sister is the center of the universe that represents her living siblings. She once lamented, after the death of the second of her … Read More

Quitting

Moving from one home to another requires of us to make decisions about what to keep and move, and what to discard. Of course, it helps to move seldom; I had burrowed into my last apartment — a place I called “the loft” — and stayed for six years. When … Read More

Sitting On The Porch

A woman came up to me as I sat in my red camp chair watching Blue Alchemy play at a concert sponsored by the Friends of Irving Circle. I had not been long settled into my chair when she approached me. Without preamble, she asked me, “Are you coming to … Read More

The Zine Scene

My favorite cidery posted a notification of an upcoming event. “Crafternoon + Zine Workshop” invited me to “Come out with (my) sketchbook” for an afternoon of “art and zines.” Cider, sketchbook and art, I thought. A good way to pass a Sunday afternoon. And to learn what a “zine” was. … Read More