Welcome to the Mondayest of all Mondays — the first Monday of the year. I actually enjoy Mondays, and the first one of the year is no exception. That being said, I fully understand that for many, Mondays are the worst. That makes this first Monday after the holidays, the absolute worst.
There’s nothing like a pandemic to remind you that we very much are all in this together. We may forget that from time to time, but at least once a year the world conspires to refresh our memories.
In the past, I may not have stated this so proudly or boldly. However, the past 18ish months have offered many lessons, one of those being if it brings you joy and it isn’t hurting anyone, go for it.
One of my favorite holiday traditions is taking in and photographing the holiday hustle and bustle. You know, the usual sidewalk insanity but with a torrent of twinkle. It starts with the unveiling of the Macy’s holiday windows and ends with the savvy sprint of the last-minute shoppers.
importance of vaccines and getting vaccinated (they are / you should) but to provide context for my state of mind.
opinion. For example, sharing my affinity for Mondays has been greeted with everything from “that’s nice” to name-calling.
To truly experience autumn in all its glory requires a change of pace and a seasonal reprogramming of all the senses. The sites, the tastes, the smells, the sounds, the warmth—they require and request your full attention.
It’s officially spooky season, and I’ve had the supernatural on my mind. Specifically, the spirits meant to be warded off by the traditional jack-o’-lantern.
Applause was by no means cancelled during the pandemic. It was an integral part of showing thanks for the essential workers. It was piped into the empty stands of sports arenas. However, it was noticeably absent in the arts.
Over the past year, we’ve all become familiar with and experienced a tremendous amount of loss. Even those fortunate enough not to lose a loved one have dealt with a different kind of loss.