Emily Davidow

I’m not sure whether it was “S as in Summertime” or “X as in Xylophone” that pushed my father over the edge, but by the time I finished talking with tech support, he was about to explode.

Hello from Down Under. I am proceeding as a global nomad for the time being. Antipodes map by Daryl Cockburn.

Today you can see this photo I took of Robert Thurman standing in front of Mt. Kailash in the San Francisco Chronicle, accompanying a great interview with Robert by David Ian Miller, “Buddhist scholar Robert Thurman on Why the Dalai Lama Matters,” about his new book, Why the Dalai Lama Matters. In the picture, Robert [...]

My uncle confused me last weekend at a family gathering with the following question: “How many hours a day are you online?” … I looked up from the stream of my friends’ latest photos on my iphone and repeated the question out loud several times, stressing the different words to try to understand what he meant. 10 or 12?

My photo of Yuno’s Farm’s salad mix with broccoli raab flowers above is featured in this week’s New York Magazine in an article called “Salad Days” on page 104. The article reveals that Nevia No, “co-owner of South Jersey’s Yuno’s Farm, exotic seed seeker andartful arranger of what might be the most beautiful produce stand in town,” returns to Union Square with “a bevy of tender greenhouse greens, plus overwintered broccoli rabe and spinach.”