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   Our electric coffee grinder started giving off blue smoke and sparks on Tuesday morning, putting a punctuation mark on what was shaping up to be a difficult week. A friend in...

   Okay, friends and relatives, it’s the end of September and another birthday is here. Mine. (Yes, I realize my hinting technique is not subtle.)
    What...

   I changed my voice mail message this morning, announcing my return from “cloud nine” and my intent to attend once again to all things sporting.
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   “For India’s Children, Philanthropy Isn’t Enough.” The article in The Times caught my eye, and dozens of memories leapt to mind, each a vivid snapshot from...

   People don’t throw things along the side of the road the way they used to. This is a good thing; nobody really likes to look at litter.
    That wasn...

   I was thoroughly puzzled when my husband, Chris, came home one night recently carrying a gigantic bag full of lima beans. He launched into a story about how his father had brought...

   A friend of mine who has a friend in Vegas who’s a bookie told me an interesting story the other day.
    He said his bookie friend had said that if...

   Many of my 1,214 Facebook friends have told me that they wish their lives were like mine, and I agree, I wish my life was like mine, too — as it appears on Facebook. Days are...

   My son, Ellis, and I spent a few minutes one afternoon this week gathering great handfuls of eelgrass and making a quick pile of it after Saturday’s hard northwest wind pushed...