I've had a song reverberating in my brain all week. "It's summerti-yi-yime and the livin' is easy." The tune comes to me in the late evening as I sit at the table snapping green beans. "It's ...

What’s better than brunch on a summer Sunday? With the sun shining and nature in bloom, life seems a little less frantic, and the Monday morning grind feels a little more distant than it does the rest ...

WE'VE READ ALL the stories about the bad, and even dangerous, aspects of the recent hot, dry weather. Being a summer person, though, I feel compelled to defend my season of the year as not all bad.