Opinion

Isn’t it nice that in this country we can think that life here for many, young or old, offers possibility.

People talk about mindfulness a lot these days.

In pursuit of wintertime self-improvement, through enhanced coffee intake and otherwise.

During these dark winter days it has been impossible for us to miss the proliferation of lighted “open” signs at businesses along the roads.

From presidential libraries to art centers, there is inspiration to be found in quiet places that reflect the vision and ambition of the exceptional people whose legacies they preserve.

The older I get, the clearer it becomes that hanging on to relics of the past can be a burden.

The scale of a 50-lot proposal in Wainscott is of regional concern, with noise, water pollution, and traffic congestion at the top of the list.

The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders came in handy when I was terminating my analysis. I recommend it.

Although I’m much more obsessive about keeping flowers around the house than the average American mom, I’m not so rhapsodic about it, and I’ve become less judgmental about what constitutes a decent flower.

Since the “Rust” shooting in 2021, much of the conversation has been about firearms practices in moviemaking and whether real guns should ever be on set. This misses the larger issue of why firearms and shooting have become the cinematic norm.

Asked in a recent Science Times happiness questionnaire when was the last time I’d initiated a social plan with someone, I laughed.

Searching through old East Hampton Stars this week, I discovered that our first mention of Hither Woods came in 1892.