I joyously celebrate all holidays, except one. I don’t even mind the enforced bacchanal of St. Patrick’s Day (and, yes, I live near Boston). Valentine’s Day, however, seems to put an undue strain both on one’s emotional and economic resources.  When I was young – )and often, not in love or in the kind of…

I live in landscape hell. I know that this is not the only place in the United States that people, when they find themselves there, are seized by the urge to release the visual artist they always wanted to be and probably never released before for good reason.  It is said that on Cape Cod,…