Yearly Archives: 2025

I own a Cornelius Krieghoff painting. The only trouble is, it’s a fake. A forgery. A cheat. A knock-off. A sham. A phoney. A brummagem. That’s a long list, but they all mean the same thing,

This morning, over coffee on the deck, we marveled at how the black swallowtail caterpillars had discovered our little pot of dill. That’s what they eat, after all—dill, the herb. They’re beautiful creatures, but they’d munched their way through the pot and were running out…