Monthly Archives: August 2014

Vivian Maier’s Chicago

I finally made it to the Vivian Maier Exhibition at the Chicago History Museum. Vivian Maier (1926-2009) was a nanny in the northern suburbs of Chicago, who took photographs on her days off. Born in New York, she grew up … Continue reading

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Botanic Gardens

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Boyhood

I won’t be adding much to all the praise that has been heaped upon Boyhood. Indeed, it is a remarkable film. A fictional film that feels like a documentary. It was filmed over a 12 year period so you actually see … Continue reading

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“One Hundred Foot Journey” as comfort food

This is one more for the food movie list–The One Hundred Foot Journey. Though entirely predictable, this movie felt great to watch with its visual lingerings on fabulous Indian and French cuisine and on the gorgeous produce in the French market … Continue reading

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Unexpected gifts are always the most savory

Over the last quarter century we have composted our food scraps, raising the soil in the backyard nearly 5 inches. Occasionally the compost doesn’t get hot enough so when we place the fresh soil out in the spring we get … Continue reading

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For no apparent reason

For no apparent reason, today I am feeling especially centered, open, compassionate. All my demons are quiet. Maybe it was the T’ai Chi at the lake that got the day rolling. Or my son finally resolving some difficult and thorny … Continue reading

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“At the Tea Garden” by Margaret Hasse

My friend and I mull over the teas displayed in square jars with beveled glass labeled by type. Each name seems part of a haiku: “After the Snow Sprouting.” “Moon Palace.” “Mist Over the Gorges.” I’m drawn to green teas … Continue reading

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