Toward the goal of dimming my unwarranted distresses to the glow of one–probably–orange bulb I’ve been thinking about “being in the moment.” I understand that
In an unprecedented but benign development, Saturday Morning will be appearing Sunday Night Sometime After Sunset, But We Are Not Yet Sure When. See you
Are you placid? I guess what I’m trying to figure out, net-net, is happiness. I have a seismic capacity for joy, and I’m lifelong grateful.
The day has happily gotten away from me. I can also happily imagine that you are well busy, but if not, please don’t worry. Things
What this is not: a perfectly decorated, knock-your-socks-off, Internet-setting-on-fire anything. What this is: one small way to fix up your living spaces and support your
In the early days of blogging, an entire decade ago, I read my peers widely. In those days, I made friends I am bonded to
Good gray morning to you, my friends. This August the coast of Northern California, in contrast to the incinerating Eastern and Central regions, has been
Good morning. If you remember, I am prone to caveats when posting my outfits. I’ve been concerned about the inaccuracy of my mirror. So, we
No full post today, as I’ve been hit with a bout of vertigo. Did you know we have microscopic crystals in our ears that help
Today I’d like to ask you to go read my friend Frances’s recent post on her blog, Materfamilias. (If, of course, you have not already.)
Somewhere between cabañas with a beloved husband and the backyard with fountain lies a house stay on the Russian River. Less cryptically, I just got
We got away for the Memorial Day long weekend. Got out. I had to sit and stare at that sentence for a long time. I
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