Tag Archives: Karla Daly

I was worried a bird would fly in the open French doors on this green-scented day, but no, a box turtle slipped in. I chased him into the dining room, where he crouched out of reach under the radiator. He darted into my office when I wasn’t looking and hid under shelves sagging with books […]

Wrenched from moving Mom to assisted living, I fog-walk into my kitchen. A few stalwarts, missing. Removed. By whom, I don’t know. What kind of thief would snag my ragged cookbook, pages stained and brittle with broth, less sugar penciled by Spiced Cranberry Sauce? Who would filch the dishtowel my son gave me seven years […]

Alexander von Humboldt thought tools are an extension of the brain. Last week, I heard a scientist posit that tools are part of the brain, as if there were no skull. It made me pause. I saw the scientist again at an art gallery. Gazing at Renoir’s Luncheon of the Boating Party, he sat alone […]