The Light of the Season

“The holidays drape us in magic and give us the hope that we can do better than we have done in the past.” — Toni Sorenson As we move into the final days… Continue reading

Philadelphia: Early Morning at Race Street Pier

On my way to a meeting early Thursday morning, I stopped by Race Street Pier on the Delaware Waterfront. I hardly get to the eastern edge of Philadelphia, so it was a treat… Continue reading

Going Slow

“Go slow if you can. Slower. More slowly still. Friendly dark or fearsome, this is no place to break your neck by rushing, by running, by crashing into what you cannot see.” –… Continue reading

First Signs of the Holiday

Christmas is my favorite time of the year. The lights, the music, the cool weather, the smell of pine and the sense of joy most emanate reminds me of my childhood, and family.… Continue reading

Dilworth Plaza: Skating Outside the Shadows

“You need to spend time crawling alone through shadows to truly appreciate what it is to stand in the sun.” ― Shaun Hick As winter gets into full swing this week, winter games… Continue reading

Re-Enactment of 1777 Whitemarsh Encampment

Last Sunday, we finally stopped by the Hope Lodge to experience the re-enactment of the 1777 Encampment by General George Washington and the Continental Army  in the Whitemarsh Hills. There were demonstrations, skirmishes, tours… Continue reading

Autumn Morning in Philadelphia

“Each day brings new life, new strength, new dreams and new hope. May you find courage, confidence and hope to reach out for your dreams.” ― Lailah Gifty Akita

Halloween: The Hero Inside

“We are all ordinary. We are all boring. We are all spectacular. We are all shy. We are all bold. We are all heroes. We are all helpless. It just depends on the… Continue reading

Autumn in the Wissahickon Trails

“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.” ― Sarah Addison Allen I had not been hiking in years. Pre-Ari, I would walk or “run”… Continue reading

Philadelphia Signs of Autumn: Pumpkins

“I am rich today with autumn’s gold, All that my covetous hands can hold; Frost-painted leaves and goldenrod, A goldfinch on a milkweed pod, Huge golden pumpkins in the field With heaps of… Continue reading