For me, weekends used to mean catching up on unread tabs, newsletters, and saved links that had been piling up all week. But somewhere along the way, my phone became a distraction, with notifications, ...

Living three-and-a-half hours apart, as we do, my dear friend, Bea, and I get to see each other about every two weeks or so, on average. This is almost without doubt an ideal arrangement, as our ...

A Yankee Notebook To tell you the truth, I wasn’t looking forward to spending Saturday morning freezing my bippy on a frozen lake in Vermont. Friday had been really windy — windy enough to make Kiki ...

Well, now, that was a weekend! Late on Monday afternoon, I’m still trying to collate all the details and events of the last three days and turn from them to face the coming week with some new ideas ...