Bethany Lee
Bethany Lee is a freelance writer who lives in Mono.

Treasures Worth Saving
Mar 29, 2022I looked out the window and pondered my own answer to the question I’d asked.

Call Me!
Nov 29, 2021So many old phone numbers came rushing back to me when I was doing some cleaning recently and found a tiny leather address book.

A Time for Listening
Sep 24, 2021Covid has forced us to work in new ways amid absurd family pressures. But coincident with the pandemic, we have been also confronting broader issues.

Board Games for the Bored
Jun 22, 2021As the pandemic wanes, our columnist taps into her nostalgia for board games with a fresh-out-of-the-package Scrabble.

Pandemic Fatigue
Mar 31, 2021A year in we’ve been through so much – but we’re still putting one foot in front of the other.

“Ching-Ching-Peek-a-Boo!”
Nov 24, 2020Remembering the one and only Marie of Marie’s Driver Training.

When Times are Tough – Decorate!
Sep 18, 2020To make things better in my family, we’ve done our best with paint and elbow grease to improve our physical space, in the hope of providing fresh perspectives to brighten our minds.

Messing with Our Sense of Time
Jun 25, 2020Are we in the middle of the pandemic, approaching the end, or is it just the beginning?

The Learning Journey
Mar 24, 2020As I watch Adrian’s pencil continue across the page, I’m thinking about the messiness of learning in this period of his life.

Not So Fast
Nov 22, 2019Will we ever return to a time when mending, reusing or not buying in the first place is the norm?

The Big Sleepover
Sep 16, 2019Having a friend over, the excitement and anxiety of sharing your space, was such a thrill.

Sweet Tooth
Nov 20, 2018When my mom asked me to bring dessert for a recent family celebration, I panicked.

Grad Night
Sep 18, 2018How did a decade and a third slip by so quickly? My mom had been right: “Long days, short years.”

Where Time Stands Still
Jun 19, 2018As daylight fills the evenings, it’s time to think about our camping plans for the summer. Pretty much every summer since my son Adrian could walk and talk, there has been a trip or two “up north” to do some tent camping.