Their hurry gains them only a place in a slow queue

“There was no U.S. Open at Shinnecock in 1996,”

Publicists make the world go round

It occurred to me to ask if he might know something about three Japanese prints I inherited

Sea robins are the dominant fish along the shore this year

“Surely, I’ll be dead by then,” I said as I reached for the calculator

A helmet of synthetic hair that I kept on a Styrofoam wig stand

A sort of homey, old-fashioned feeling of being in an outdoor room

Spring and the beginning of summer have a too-quick quality in this and other ways

Mary calls it paradise