Our kitchen has two sets of cabinets. One set is quite a bit older than the others. These cabinets are painted white and sturdily wrought from solid wood. They likely date to when the…
Last spring, when the weather warmed but the virus still raged out of control and playgrounds and parks were closed, I dreamed of a folding lawn chair. We still lived in our old apartment,…
I’m puzzling through window treatments at the moment. Window treatments is such a funny and stuffy term, but useful, too, covering the range of shutters and curtains and blinds and shades and other things…
It’s spring break here in New York. Childcare is in short supply, the need for low-stakes projects to keep kids occupied is high, the springtime impulse to clean out and start fresh and pay…
All week long I’ve been chasing the feeling I had making pesto in my kitchen on Saturday afternoon. My big kids were playing outside with the neighbors and so the apartment was quiet and…
There’s an old phone jack for a landline telephone on the wall of our dining room. It’s a few inches from the doorframe that goes into our kitchen and I have every confidence that…
What I’m after here is admittedly niche and of small consequence in the grand scheme of things but then so are lots of things that wiggle under my skin and stay there. I am…
Yesterday I made pinwheels to celebrate my mom’s latest children’s book launch. Like other things ostensibly made to delight children, pinwheels are silly and sweet and also a little bit magical. In other words,…
In a very vintage bathroom, my motto is to leave well enough alone. If you’ve ever looked for a rental apartment in an old building you’ll know this is not everyone’s motto. Partially renovated…
March 1 and I’m fully ready for spring. More than ever, I need the promise of new beginnings and daydreaming about fresh air that’s warm enough to sit in without freezing my—er—toes off. Here’s…