The year we moved to this beach town, I turned six and my big sister Cait turned nine, and I learned to ride a bike sharing her perch on a banana-seat bicycle. She sat…
We don’t have a TV. Like other radiantly aging millennials, not having a TV doesn’t mean we don’t watch TV or movies, but it probably does mean that the *way* we watch them is…
Q: Tell me, what is it you plan to dowith your one wild and precious life? A: To sort plastic beads into tiny plastic drawers. I hate the stranglehold that clear plastic storage solutions…
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Over the weekend, James and I sorted through the zipped bag of kids’ clothing we keep on the highest shelf in the closet. It’s the time of year for dewrinkling shorts and sundresses that…
I’m thinking about gatherings of people, and of dresses, and of things we might hold tight as the days get shorter and the nights get longer. Here’s a quick daydream for a cocoon of…
I made a dog bed for my children. This was not my intention at the onset, but it is what I ended up with and I’m not complaining. A puppy is a puppy is…
I threw my back out (again) last week and so while trying to take it easy and keep up with my new regimen of physical therapy exercises, I’ve got keeping cozy on my mind.…
I’m the only one in my family not starting a new school year, but I’ve sharpened every pencil in the apartment and cracked a new notebook and after the topsy-turvy unpredictability of summer, I’m…
Recently it came to my attention that Faye thought Cape Cod was the name of a prolific sweatshirt company and not a popular vacation destination. In the past few weeks we have been in…