PHILLY TREES

It’s a jungle out there. The city is stewing.  The streets are roasting.  The roof is on fire.  Baby, it’s hot outside, du...

It’s Independence Day Weekend here in Philadelphia.  What a fine time to be in the city. Block parties and live music, barbecue...

There I was, enjoying the daylights out of these long, long days of June, reading the local paper in the backyard of my urban cabin, wh...

In 1747, a young British wife of an Irish soldier wrote and published what would become a most popular book. Her name was Hannah Gl...

I grew up in this house. This isn’t a particularly original thought but, boy, it sure looks a lot smaller than I remember.  ...

People are always asking me…well, they’re always asking me everything. It’s true. Every week, my mailbox spills over with lette...

First flowers open. A person looks, The blossom s look b ack .. . I approached the Japanese maple, walked right up to its dangling...