Sarah Laurence

Between sabbaticals to Japan and England , my husband and I returned home for the holidays to see our family. We have a tradition of wel...

Popham Beach, Maine. After a week of cold and/or stormy weather, the sun has finally returned. As much as I dislike labels, I hope this...

Off-season sand is mirror smooth. Only neoprened surfers brave the sea. The horizon stretches wider than my vision. ...

Life gets crazy busy during the holidays, halfway through Hanukkah with Christmas looming in an endless to do list. The newspaper reads l...

None of the Above by I.W. Gregorio is being marketed as Middlesex meets Mean Girls , but this underplays the educational content of t...

  A winter walk at Popham Beach With my intrepid family,   Daring frosted sand    And frigid sky and sea.   Then warm...

In January I crave open spaces, To walk beyond snow and ice, Past tidal pools to the surf, Where sea fragments sky, ...

Salt marsh at Reid State Park in early October This year my son's high school girlfriend and her family are joining us for Thanksgi...

Moonrise at Popham Beach, Maine The Cold War overhung my teen years. We sighed with relief when 1984 did not bring Big Brother. I was ...