Writing

Take a walk in Edith Wharton’s garden

The French lilac are blooming in wide arcs in the gardens at The Mount, at the end of the lime walk. Standing in the circle of bushes, I watched two swallowtail butterflies touch down for a drink. In the woods yellow iris still show in marshy places, and around the grounds artwork has come in…

By the Way — Find unexpected marvels in a small city

When I moved back to the Berkshires, almost 10 years ago now, I knew very little about Pittsfield. I knew Mohican hunting camps had once ringed Pontoosuc Lake, and that Pontoosuc means “place to hunt the winter deer.” On a flat calm day, I had drifted in a sailboat in the center of the lake.…

Reading for Pleasure — Love stories at Williams

People are dancing bhangra and moonwalking in the living room and eating soup in the kitchen. The best man is trying on a grey silk sherwani, a long coat as close-fitting as the wool jackets college students are wearing at the university where his aunt teaches. Bollywood star Ria Parkar comes back to Chicago for her…