My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

 “The more you want, the more you lack.” Five decades after hearing the sentence in my freshman college philosophy class, the words have sta...

 “Home is where your passport is.” – Anonymous From the time Amy sent her passport off to Philadelphia to be updated with her new name, we h...

  “No I am not roaming aimlessly through the alleys and bazaar I am a lover searching for his beloved”   —Rumi For years I have been satisfi...

  I may be frustrated by the pace of our move, but there is a silver lining—we can be more deliberate in our decisions. I haven’t even decid...

Purge. This is what comes to mind frequently these days as Amy and I go through possessions, deciding what stays with us and what goes. Fort...

I feel as though I am a sailor and the wind is filling the sails of my vessel, taking Amy and I toward a future we do not totally understand...

These autumn days, wonderful colors, textures and temperatures beckon to be explored and enjoyed. For decades I have gone up into the mounta...

It all seems a dream. About six months ago, I saw a Mexican home listed for sale online. It is on the outskirts of Oaxaca, Mexico. The pictu...

It has been 13 years since I joined Facebook and began sharing my stories, thoughts, artwork and photography. In the beginning, I thought to...

Corn is one of the most venerated of plants in the world. Especially, in Native American culture it plays a central role. “Corn, also called...

  This last week has been a whirlwind of happy circumstances. After announcing that Amy and I will be  closing our gallery, our collectors s...