This morning I thought we could revisit the joys, for there are many, of living a life. This post is just Photos That Called To
It was a relief to discover that my small and particular anxieties are not the center of the universe. Which is to say on Sunday
I want to test an idea with you. But first a brief digression for context. 1) My family of origin has the concept of “Carnochan
Yesterday Patricia van Essche, who goes by pve on her blog, suggested that this weekend we all focus on happy. I liked the idea, even
Villa Ephrussi de Rothschild at Saint-Jean-Cap- Ferrat, via Dash at the French Sampler A few weeks back, the lovely Marsha of Splenderosa invited me to
My daughter turned 24 this week. I’ve been trying to discern, through memories, exactly when children’s birthdays begin to make parents feel older. Not when
Every now and again, you know that one kid is having fun visiting a friend who’s about to get married, and the other kid is
A week ago today, at the end of that night, I went to find my brother and his new wife to say goodbye. They pulled
I’m not one for door wreaths, except at Christmas. Evergreens tied with red plaid bows, and a discreet juniper berry here and there. That said,
If you wake up one morning, after two weeks of rain, the wet rain, mind you, the kind that plops and splashes and runs down
Capitol Hill, crookedly seen from the Mall. No metaphor intended. The first thing we did in Washington, D.C. was fuel up on Starbucks. Then hop
There’s nothing better than light in the morning. Just now some camellia leaves outside my window are shining so brightly they throw the folds of
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