I’m really a dour matron

My portrait doppleganger is a matronly-looking widow from the 1890s.

Me and greens

I HAVE A LOVE-HATE THING with greens. It's more hate than love, if I'm being honest. I tolerate them. And actually, it's not just greens. It's mostly all vegetables. Raw ones in particular. OK, fine, cooked ones, too. All the leafy greens. I eat them because I know I *ought* to, but they only taste …

Natural consequences

AS I WAITED FOR MY GARAGE DOOR TO OPEN yesterday afternoon, I was met by Eli, who was fixing to leave on his bike with his basketball. He's been enjoying that we live close to basketball courts, but it's been too cold to play outside. He has discovered that sometimes, his school is open after …