Daily Nutmeg
Hard ’Facts
Within the narrow world of collecting local artifacts, some objects are an easy sell. Others are harder to move, whether for dullness, triviality, obscurity or the fact that they weigh...
Hard ’Facts
Within the narrow world of collecting local artifacts, some objects are an easy sell. Others are harder to move, whether for dullness, triviality, obscurity or the fact that they weigh...
Birdwatch
The birdsong in the open lot behind my apartment has diversified these past couple of weeks. But for months before, it was a colony of House Sparrows dominating the airwaves....
Birdwatch
The birdsong in the open lot behind my apartment has diversified these past couple of weeks. But for months before, it was a colony of House Sparrows dominating the airwaves....
Cinco de Monday
In its origin place of Puebla, Mexico, Cinco de Mayo concerns the remarkable victory of a ragtag Mexican militia over imperial French forces on May 5, 1862. Wherever else it’s...
Cinco de Monday
In its origin place of Puebla, Mexico, Cinco de Mayo concerns the remarkable victory of a ragtag Mexican militia over imperial French forces on May 5, 1862. Wherever else it’s...
Moving Target
Missing a thing for years is embarrassing when it’s your job to take notice, but it’s even more embarrassing when the thing is shaped like crosshairs on a bullseye. Yesterday,...
Moving Target
Missing a thing for years is embarrassing when it’s your job to take notice, but it’s even more embarrassing when the thing is shaped like crosshairs on a bullseye. Yesterday,...
Calling Cards
Every year, the sun starts to linger, the air begins to warm and, for as long as they’ve existed, the city’s parks beckon. As evidence, here are some literal postcard...
Calling Cards
Every year, the sun starts to linger, the air begins to warm and, for as long as they’ve existed, the city’s parks beckon. As evidence, here are some literal postcard...
March Gladness
Shimmering dots of rain darted like schools of fish through the lamplight last night as I walked to The Trinity, where a standing-room crowd peppered with Yale shirts and hats...
March Gladness
Shimmering dots of rain darted like schools of fish through the lamplight last night as I walked to The Trinity, where a standing-room crowd peppered with Yale shirts and hats...