I’m honored to have an essay, “My Flask” published in this anthology:
The fields of Tuscany are magical.
Even the swans in Italy are sexy (and they like Italian bread crumbs):
My husband and I visited friends at a house they rented on Lake Como, Italy. This was their back yard:
One of my favorite walks, a meditation in itself, leads me through a grove of magnificent scrub oaks:
Many people gather in meditation groups called sanghas. This family of turkeys meets all over our cousins’ home on Martha’s Vineyard.