It was supposed to be a full, superb writing day in this early and pure nature: luxurious and broadly abundant, with a brook by perky-bird woods, colorful blooms in unmown grass, and funny frogs in some numbers. Dumb: I’ve

Yesterday when we walked through Bungalow Heaven saying many of the same things we often say of the houses we like and don’t like —houses we’ll likely never have— I’m so happy we’ve been together these 13 years. Even