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…
Quick, before the sun comes out and I have the will to leave the apartment again, here’s an ode to making the best of these decidedly dreary February days. Here’s what I’m daydreaming about:…
Yesterday was my thirty-sixth birthday, which was the perfect time to daydream about a quiet evening spent fancy-free in a city garden. The soundtrack would be all spinning sprinklers and clinking flatware and laughter…
We’ve had a cardboard banker’s box full of compost underneath our couch for the past month. A few times a day, or any time we add fresh scraps, we turn the rich dark brown…