A postcard from Cape Town.
A very different kind of cocktail hour in Kyiv.
On channelling one's inner feline (and stuffing your face)
When winter has come.
At the Museum of Strategic Missile Forces in southern Ukraine last month, I (briefly) reverted to my 10-year-old military-obsessed self.
When you're missing the place that made you.
The tables have turned.
A grim harbinger of what lies in store for the American West’s tinder-dry landscapes in the months ahead.
When life gives you the East Coast instead of the Southwest.
Self-care when you're all at sea.
Wild seas and a wild feline on the Northern California coast.
I'm a new-found plant daddy. Any tips on how to keep my new botanical adoptees alive would be most appreciated.