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About my hair. Seriously.
It was with a mix of delight and anxiety that I read in today’s Guardian that the perm is making a comeback. You read that right. Hair-rising news that takes me back to that day a few years ago when a middle-aged bald man reached across an impressive stretch of time and distance to announce on my Facebook page, “Hey!” …
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pretty in pink – for my daughter
For almost twenty years, this Hong Kong orchid tree has welcomed me home every day. I recall the evening we planted it. It was at the end of a hot Saturday when our little family drove to a nursery in Moon Valley in search of a tree exactly like those which provided shade during our weekend strolls through the Biltmore Fashion…
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putting down roots
Remembering summers past . . . Lawn-mowers and leaf-blowers strike up their tune much earlier when summer arrives in the desert southwest. By the time I left for work on Monday, I noticed, with the same kind of resignation triple-digit temperatures bring every year, that the flower beds were empty, the freshly mown grass less green, and, where just weeks before long branches…
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Hair Matters – Just Ask Hillary Clinton.
“Didn’t we used to call you Crystal Tipps?” Why yes, you did. Relentlessly. It was funnier to you than it was to me. Teetering on the edge of adolescence in the early seventies, I instinctively knew that Crystal’s coiffure, a big triangular purple frizz, belonged only on the BBC, in the groovy world of cut-out animation created by Hilary Hayton.…