Winters are long here in Vermont, and there’s not a ton to do in our tiny town. And so, when the public library posted a sign for a sourdough bread workshop, I signed right up. Because honestly, there weren’t many other options, and who doesn’t love sourdough bread?

I’d...

I do not want to write today.

Today is the fifth anniversary of my grandmother's death. I don't wake up feeling particularly sad about it. But then I remember, and tack that remembrance on to a long list of other things I've felt grumpy about this week, and I tack those...