An Apology to Roses

I usually start getting hysterical that autumn is almost here as soon as the lilac blooms over. Yes, the lilac, yes, that’s early May, yes, summer hasn’t even officially started yet, nor has spring actually come into its full rights. But somehow as soon as the lilac season is over I feel that the best…

The Easter of Taking It Easy

Since holidays often have that tendency of getting slightly (read totally, completely, fundamentally, catastrophically) out of hand, I decided to have a Lebowski Easter this time, that it, just take it easy. No definite plans for any of the days, except perhaps the Sunday service I reluctantly attend to please my grandmother, but that works…

Silence and Neon Lights

If I had any serious literary talent I’d probably be able to write a short novel about what it feels like to return to my home town, luckily for you though, I do not, so this little piece is the closest I’ll get to articulating what it’s like to be back on home turf after…

Easter in the Making

I usually had two Easters growing up (one Orthodox, one Protestant, one Romanian, one Hungarian) and I never really discriminated between the two, since they meant twice the excitement of Easter eggs.  It also took some pressure off Easter- if it wasn’t pitch perfect the first time around, there was always the second try.  …