JAMES BAER – London – 2014
A glorious spring day in London, sunny and a ridiculous 15 degrees Celsius – and I in no shape to enjoy it. Thanks…
A glorious spring day in London, sunny and a ridiculous 15 degrees Celsius – and I in no shape to enjoy it. Thanks…
Waking early in a warm cozy house in Sun Valley, Idaho, with my snoring husband and my 3 year old telling me it’s…
today I interviewed people who lost their relatives in the biggest aviation mystery to date. So many journalists and cameras, lots of pushing…
Daylight Savings began on March 9, which also coincided with the season opener of Sunday Streets. The festival rotates among various San Francisco…
I woke up a little later than planned on this Sunday morning, having sprung forward to save daylight. Although I’ve never really understood…
The Magic of Being 4 What’s it like being 4 years old? I listen to my daughter and I wonder. Naomi was…
March 9 was quite special this year because I was dealing with the aftermath of a break-in into my flat from a few…
It started early, at a big house party, part way through an Orangina bottle filled with no-name mezcal. My friend was wearing golden…
I woke up from a dream I can’t remember. But as I rose into consciousness, so did my coughing. The chest cold was…
Dearest Ed and Bea, I just wanted to reach out and tell you about yesterday’s procedure and what a valiant patient Eddie was. …
On March 9, I saw my niece and nephew. They left early for the airport with my sister and brother-in-law; eight-something real-time but…
I was a little (artificially) late waking up because of the daylight savings shift. Gunky the toddler was already up and making noise…
On March 9th, Cris and I indulged by cashing in a gift certificate to Commis, a fancypants avant garde restaurant in Oakland. Here…
March 9th was a delicious Saturday, which means I woke up at my prearranged biological “work-time” (7:00 a.m.), let the dog out to…
Saint Francis Prayer: Lord, make me a channel of thy peace – that where there is hatred, I may bring love – that…
At about two o’clock on March 9 my sense of identity cracked open a little bit. I don’t usually think too much about…
We feast on oysters just caught in Tomales Bay and relax in the calm this tiny, slightly gritty beach town has to offer….