Science is getting closer to proving what gardeners have always known: handling dirt reduces stress and even depression.
The sun’s out, a blinding wintry white. Cold wind is whipping up leaves and paper coffee cups. I am tucked deep inside the hood of an ancient pea coat, walking briskly along a mostly empty Queens, NYC avenue on the last day of the American Thanksgiving weekend. Four days of bacchanalian feasting and I’m hungover […]
I’m no Pollyanna, but I usually maintain a healthy screen between my personal life and world events. Lately I’ve been reporting on the disturbing happenings in Turkey, and hanging out with people working with Jordan’s Syrian and Palestinian refugees. It’s been tough to keep a happy face.