Some years are better than others but at least I have flowers
I’ve cultivated a tiny bed of dirt where I’ve been growing vegetables for the last four years. Each year there’s a recurrence of certain plants with an addition or two […]
In the silence you can hear the bees
I live in a neighborhood dating back to the 20s. My house, like most, a colonial with leaded vestibule and sunroom doors, built-in shelves and wide crown molding was built in […]
Who’s been eating in my (garden) bed
Every morning and every night, for the most part, I carry out the same ritual. In the morning while I wait for the water to boil for my french press […]
The cupboard’s almost bare
Of all the household duties that need my attention the three I like least are emptying the dishwasher (I don’t mind loading it), taking out the trash and grocery shopping. […]
Gardening is cheaper than therapy and you get tomatoes
We went out to dinner with Bill’s financial adviser, Richard, and his wife, Joan, two weekends ago. After grazing all day at a party celebrating Bill’s cousin’s daughter’s first communion […]
Keeping busy and running into runners
It’s been a busy few weeks. There’s been a birthday party, first communion celebration, memorial service, dinner with friends I’ve known for years and with people I’ve just met, a […]
Dirty work calms me down
Three nights this week I came home from work, quickly changed from dress clothes into yard work clothes – sweat pants, t-shirt and the pair of old sneakers that are […]
I feel a change comin’ on
It feels like the universe is nudging me to take stock, re-evaluate, prioritize what’s important. I’ve been reading books, blogs, op-eds and articles that all tell different stories but, to […]
Following Curiosity
I read this article online and watched the clip with Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love. She talks about how, throughout our life, we’re encouraged to follow our passion even […]
Zucchini bread and the smoky oven
It’s September. Summer will be ending in a few weeks and I’ve realized that even after sharing, every week, the bounty of green squash that’s grown out of two spindly […]
where my feet are 