It was nearly my finest moment. The small horse farm I once owned was a great setting for outdoor parties. The house was small, but overlooked a large grassy lawn that wrapped around a beautiful one-acre pond. We held several very large parties during the warm months, setting up picnic tables, grilling burgers and setting […]
I don’t even know where to begin. My first time at Provincetown was everything and more than I had imagined.
We all worry about reviews … the ones that come from your supervisor, of the hotel we are planning to book, the movie we are hoping to see. And as writers, we are particularly sensitive to reviews of the paragraphs and pages we have labored over.
The brittle, sepia tone photograph said everything about who I would become. Perched in front of my brother, I am sitting astride a pony for the first time.
My first horse was a handsome Arabian.