Maybe this is premature, but I’m  fairly certain that I can taste autumn in the air. Various times over the past week or so, I’ve been pleasantly graced with these moments of fall. Last weekend, it was the deeper blue sky that ...

  I took this picture over the weekend in small-town Tennessee. I’m an amateur photographer, with an uncanny obsession for pastoral scenery. My choice camera  an old Minolta that belonged to my father in the 1970s. Loaded with lens...

Last night, while our Olympians were championing golds at every turn, I was turning on the old dance floor at Fred Astaire. When a friend invited me to join her for a ballroom lesson, I agreed with some hesitation. Me! The one with a strict no-da...