Last Thursday, at midnight, I inadvertently found myself on a mist-covered, winding back-road in Ohio and felt I was in the prelude to one of the ghost stories I knew I’d be hearing at a concert the following night.Near the end of a six and a half hour...

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On a balmy late-summer evening, the first Saturday of September, I did a house concert with my friend, Speaker and ...

Last Saturday, just before Hurricane Irene hit, I was heading to Chadds Ford, PA to conduct a christening for my ...

This August, I went on vacation to Hatteras Island in North Carolina with my cousin and her family and friends - and ...

Five is the number of grace – and I have been encircled with grace this year since the last time I wrote this blog at ...

Last year I wrote about my visit to a puppet maker’s house that appeared to have stepped right out of a fairy ...