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Ballistics: What goes up must come down
Is there something about “ballistic” that makes a missile even more dangerous?
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What I saw, and what she knows
Until you’ve actually taken pictures in a place, you don’t know how people will respond.
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Why he’s ‘Ben,’ not ‘Odysseus’
In naming draft animals, brevity can circumvent catastrophe.
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The press of gratitude
I’ve loved ironing ever since childhood. Now I understand why.
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We waited, and it was worth it
Today we can get almost anything, anytime. So why do we need it faster?
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The bazaar of last resort
Someone out there will buy almost anything on Ebay. And for me that’s good news.
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Why every writer needs a tree
Mine is just outside my window. Without it, I’d be forced to stare into a blank computer screen instead.
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The ‘this’ in ‘I can do this’ keeps evolving
Parenthood is constantly revising what I think I’m capable of.
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How I became a reader of books
My parents encouraged me in ways I didn’t realize until much later.
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Charlottesville, through a graduate's eyes
A former University of Virginia student reflects on the complicated racial history of her alma mater.
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Unexpectedly cleansed
I was pointed feet-first toward the doorless doorway on a marble slab, completely naked.
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A garden that only a human could love
Out West, hungry critters abound, and our plants are their would-be banquets.
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Why I’m totally into totality
Later this month, the path of a total solar eclipse will pass from Oregon to South Carolina.
Photos of the Week Photos of the week 09/18
A Rohingya refugee girl collects rain water at a makeshift camp in Cox's Bazar, Bangladesh, Sept. 17.
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My debt to ‘Sea Hunt,’ and to my dad
Lloyd Bridges starred as a scuba diver, submerging us in life under the sea.
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Breakfasts that nourished my dreams
My father and I would talk about the world, the theater, New York.
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Then it struck me, and not very gently
What kind of parent builds a nest on the ground – and then takes on all comers?
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Return of the natives
A gardener finds that some plants are more at home than others.
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How Mrs. Peters came into my life just in time
I was discouraged, struggling. She gave me inspiration and skills.
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How we coaxed a smile from Solly
Our guard was as dedicated as he was thin and serious.
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Once again, the river runs wild
The now-undammed Penobscot River has brought bounty to my backyard.
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Some feathered pros lend a hand
My gutters needed attention – and got it in a delightful way.
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In new situations, I sing an old song
I’ve never been up on current tunes, but I’ve never had to be.
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Hither, thither, and everywhither?
The Elizabethans had more options for adverbs of place than we have today; are we missing anything?
