Author: jane staw

My Tiny Library

I wanted Stephen to build me a Little Library for years, and when he finally did—for my birthday several years ago—I was thrilled. In the first place, I love the concept: miniature lending libraries all over town walkers can both dip into and contribute to. 

A Few Inspiring Words

After Stephen and I had walked from our house up the Arlington, I went into Peets to order a latte while he waited for me outside with Frank. As usual, Peets required a bit of a wait, and as usual, I found myself tingling with 

A Moment of Survival

“I feel like I’m on a different planet,” Amelie said a few minutes after we’d arrived at the sand dunes just north of Fort Bragg. Gazing out at the hills, meadows, ripples, swells, and rivulets of luminous sand around us, all covered by the blanket 

Unexpected Contentment

Unexpected Contentment

Stephen’s son and his family drove up from Pasadena to visit for the first time since the Corona Virus outbreak. Miles, Nathan’s five-year-old son, hadn’t seen his six-year-old cousin Lucien for over two years. And our identical twin, just one-year-old grandsons had never even met 

One Among Many

Stephen’s buzzer had just sounded and he was off in search of his arugula/lemon pizza, leaving me to sip my latte and take in the scene around me. We were in the back garden of Café Beaujolais, in Mendocino, an offshoot of the restaurant next 

One Basketball Game

One Basketball Game

As are many of my friends, I’m having a difficult time not thinking constantly about the situation in the Ukraine. So much of what I’m reading and feeling triggers childhood memories of body-chilling buzzers sounding off in elementary school, and all of us children rushing 

One Gesture

One Gesture

We were having dinner with a group of old friends who hadn’t gathered in some time, when somebody asked one of the couples about their estranged daughter. “Has anything changed on that front?” “No,” replied the young woman’s father. “Well, we heard she has a 

One Act

Because we are all complex beings, it would be difficult to isolate one moment, one act, one statement of our entire life that defines us. And why would we want to do this? Why reduce what is rich and vibrant to a single act? Our 

A Sudden Uplift

A Sudden Uplift

The world is not an easy place these days. There’s so much news about sad, unhappy situations and events, and so little—if any—good news. The world felt grim enough before Putin began his incursion into Ukraine, but add Putin and his troops to the mix, 

The Small of Macro Photography

Rather than writing all about my experience with small this past week, I’ll let my photograph speak for me. And isn’t that a perfect rendering of everything I’ve been writing about these past few years!