Today J.Q. Rose is once again featuring my article ‘Photography As A Hobby’ on her website ‘Focus On Story’. As many of you know I am an avid photographer. Though writing is important to me, taking photographs comes in at…
You could say that Nelson Molina’s destiny is in trash. I mean that in a good way because if it weren’t for Mr. Molina there would be no ‘Treasures in the Trash Museum’. Let me back up and explain. The…
We spent a wonderful weekend on the Rockaway Peninsula a couple weeks ago. We dined, played, rested and visited with a dear old friend. But when Sunday afternoon rolled around, it was time to head back home, to Manhattan. Instead…
The Atlantic Ocean is only an hour and a half subway ride from where I live. The weather during the last couple of weeks in NYC had been miserably hot and humid. A friend invited my husband and I out…
How do I know it’s spring in NYC? Well, the pollen, the tulips and the leafing trees are a dead giveaway, but mostly I know it’s spring because the fruit vendor across the street is back again. This fruit vendor…
It was a lovely spring day in New York City. The sky was divided equally with a deep blue on the western horizon, while mounds of fluffy white clouds lazed about in the heavens on the eastern vista. It was…
The other day I visited the Museum of Arts and Design in Manhattan to see an amazing exhibit titled Crochet Coral Reef: Toxic Seas. There were over a dozen art pieces presented, each one a magnificent display created by crocheting. The…
My second novel, Pushing Water, will be hitting the market any day now! It’s been a long time coming. There for a while I didn’t think it would ever get finished. But one thing about writing is that if you keep…
It was a gloriously warm and bright autumn Halloween day. It was shirtsleeve weather. I busied myself with knocking things off my todo list. By late afternoon I’d finished a bit of writing, washed the breakfast dishes in the sink…
By MARGARET MENDEL Cemeteries are filled with history. I did not go to The Green-Wood Cemetery for a history lesson. I went to see the monk parakeets that have been nesting in the spires of the cemetery’s gatehouse since the…