Truth be told, I’m cold even with socks and slippers and the biggest wool sweater I own. Instead of lounging in bed wearing flirty pajamas and reading a good book, I’m hunched over my…
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I’ve never shied away from taking my kids on museum adventures, but lately I’ve found myself craving a slightly different museum experience—one that moves a little more slowly and involves a little less placating…
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There are a lot of reasons to feel disenchanted with the democratic process these days, to say nothing of the folks in office. It’s understandable to feel angry, or to feel like voting won’t…
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On a very rainy day, a make-believe version of the same with something for outside and something for inside: Outside: A coverall for splashing. A pair of boots for most any kind of weather. A…
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While sitting half asleep trying to take but a single solitary sip of morning coffee this morning, I allowed my mind to wander. What would it be like to wake up to a quiet…
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Over the past few months I’ve been collecting bits of inspiration for turning Faye and Silas’s space into a cozier nest. It’s been a year and a half since Silas was born and a…
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We have a few small bookshelves in our house, or, more precisely, places where we shelve books. This weekend, I reorganized them. I put into deeper storage the extra copies of my own book…
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The ultimate daydream: A sunshine-y forest walk in May even though we’re stuck smack in the middle of February. I can’t wait for sandals and buckets and days when the earth lets out its…
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January. Such a paradoxical month, isn’t it? At the same time that I’m raring to start fresh and forge ahead, I’m tempted to cozy up, hunker down, and nap through the duration. You too?…
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My need to be cozy intensifies by about a million times in December. On my walk to work this morning, as I barreled through wind tunnels and along Christmas-tree lined streets, I was already…