Our September began with a gift. We were able to spend time as a family with extended family at a place very dear to us. The kids found all sort of “nature studies,” and I accidentally had about 14 acorns rattling around in my dryer at one point in time, …
I don’t particularly like the smell of marigolds when we initially plant them in the late spring. They are so distinctly pungent. We plant them as a bug deterrent, and so they smell functional if that word can be used as a sensual description. They’re also competing with the syrupy …
Sam Kelly & The Lost Boys are singing softly while I knit and our oldest reads. He’s reading about a sea voyage where a ship is struck in two. I’m certain there will be a heroic ending (because isn’t there always?!), but he’s biting his nails in anticipation. I’m sure …
She sits in her laundry basket in the backyard, quietly breathing in the cool of the summer afternoon. The garden needs tending after a lot of rain has caused a sudden burst of growth. The laundry sways, dancing on the line. Clouds shift and scurry overhead, cooling and heating intermittently. …
We’ve taken down our Christmas tree. It feels so sacrilegious to breathe a sigh of relief as all remnants of Christmas decor are put away for another year. But the house feels so fresh and clean and void of clutter. Filled with intention and purpose, as it were. One of …
