HOW NOT TO STALK A TURKEY

We had a wild turkey in our yard (garden, if you’re British) yesterday. I spotted it through the window from the kitchen. How the heck did it get inside our fenced yard? It strutted menacingly—head jerking back and forth—towards the chicken coop. “It’s after their food,” I thought, “and it’s going to peck our poor … Continue reading →

A Red Starbucks Cup

It takes a red Starbucks cup to remind me that I have come to enjoy “the holidays”—that festive season from Thanksgiving to New Year including Christmas and Hanukkah—here in the United States. It’s mid November and the USA is gearing up. Catalogues overflow with holiday décor, while jars of chestnuts and gingerbread house kits fill … Continue reading →

Remembering those who served

Today, my son Max marched and played drums, for the last time before he graduates, with the Lexington High School band to commemorate Veteran’s Day. In our town of Lexington in Massachusetts, Veteran’s Day, to honor Americans who served in all wars, was celebrated with a parade, wreath laying and ceremonies. In Britain, this is Remembrance Day, … Continue reading →