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This morning I sit at my window as a gentle mist wets the street below. The soprano in a nearby apartment is running her scales as the...

There is something magical about Florence during a warm autumn shower. I open my windows wide to listen to the sounds of the rain dancing...

So today, after an incredibly productive day of taking insightful workshops (about 5 hours worth), I decided to head out and “troll” the...

I was born two months premature in the front bedroom of my grandparent’s house on Lafayette Ave in Urbana, Ohio. The house where I was...

Ok, so while I’m in Italy this year on a writing retreat and not teaching, “Fall Back Day” will not impact me as it usually does....

Sunset on the Ponte Vecchio I write to you at the end of an absolutely beautiful, warm, autumn day. It was sunny, but not too hot and...

I start this journey through Florence, Italy by thanking my friend, Andrew O’Leske, for my gorgeous journals and my hand-tooled fountain...