So I’m getting ready to travel down to Washington, DC for the Women’s March, and my mother is shaking her head. “Why are you going to all this trouble?” she inquired. “What good will it do? Trump’s not going to run in terror when he sees you girls coming, you know.” I rolled my eyes, but you know, she kind of had a point. “Why am I doing this?” I asked myself frequently during the seven-hour drive on crowded highways. “What’s the point?” I sighed as I checked into the overpriced motel. “Is it worth it?” I asked as I jammed myself onto a subway car packed like a sardine tin, the...Read More
Photographer Bill Bailey explains: “It is a pinhole photo I made by putting a piece of photographic enlarging paper in a soft drink can with a pinhole.”Read More
In 2016, the winter solstice falls on December 21, at 5:44 a.m. Set your alarm.Read More
Vultures fly high over our heads, but they’re always scanning the world. They see our bald spots, our backyards, our secrets. They see us. And they smell us.Read More
The shortening days seem a metaphor for the sadness of the world.
But the solstice is coming. Soon the days will begin to lengthen, as light re-enters the world.
In the words of the immortal Jim Croce: “Tomorrow’s gonna be a brighter...Read More