No, that’s not a typo. I know that the Fourth of July is, for most Americans, celebrated as Independence Day, but why not make it Independents’ Day instead?
No, that’s not a typo. I know that the Fourth of July is, for most Americans, celebrated as Independence Day, but why not make it Independents’ Day instead?
It’s funny how the seasons can trigger memory. Simple environmental changes, sensed subconsciously, unleash chain reactions that result in very concrete emotional symptoms. For me, winter brings New Orleans.
For some weeks now, with booking Nutcracker tickets high on my to-do list, I’ve had ‘visions of sugar plums’ dancing in my head.