Article Archives: Words with Woods

I Am Not Who I Think I Am

In the tasting room of my favorite cidery, I like to sit in a particular place. When I enter the room, I immediately head for a corner where the L-shaped bar meets a wall. I think of this corner as “my place,” and I am greeted and treated well by … Read More

The Beast Within

“Are you sure?” My daughter’s response to my offer of help was typical of the way in which she responds to any gratuitous offer of help from me: She questioned whether I was sure that I wanted to do what I had told her that I would do. I ran … Read More

Tuesdays With Myah

When I attended my 25th high school reunion, the reunion committee had organized, among other festivities, a banquet and boat ride. As I danced the night away on the boat ride, I remember thinking that I had attended high school with some really old people. At the banquet, awards were … Read More

No Mysteries

My friend and I were sitting at the counter of the café in the Dalî Museum in St. Petersburg, Florida, when she mused aloud, “I wonder what that dripping is on that bottle?” The bottle was on the serving counter behind the bar where the waitstaff prepared Café Gala’s various … Read More

What a Wonderful World

I see trees of green, red roses too… And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. A reader asked to meet, and we did so at the cidery where he had found the paper that graciously permits space for my column. We spoke and shared, and I learned — … Read More