Mama, what do you believe in? The question fires from the backseat as I steer our car down the hill to town. I believe in love and kindness and honesty.
Eight years ago I started this blog as a place where I would document my gardening. It was anonymous and private. I wrote: I have journaled about gardening and subsequent
Everyone says Last year at this time we were skiing in the streets. Either nervously, wistfully or thankfully. We might not have the adverb in common but we do have
Dear Ruby, You started preschool this week. Sometimes I feel like I’ve failed in recognizing your firsts as much as I did your sister’s. It’s not that your stuff isn’t
Last night, Andy and I sat in his grandpa Lewie’s aluminum folding chairs and watched our daughters take off their dresses and run happy, wild circles with the chickens. The
I turned my subaru into our driveway this afternoon, all heart-full, happy, stinky, windblown. Six wonderful days on the road, camping with my kids, it felt GOOD to be home.
I had planned to get a few scheduled posts in the queue for this week. I’ve not done that before and it didn’t happen. Now I am here with dozens
There are many things I love about my husband. My favorite today, exactly one month after our 16 year anniversary that we totally forgot? How he plays with our kids.
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