I’m having my yearly run-in with September allergies and accordingly have convinced myself no fewer than three times this week that I’ve lost my sense of smell and have been stricken with that-which-shall-not-be-named. It’s…
1. these seed packets. {and alyson for choosing them.} 2. these eggs. {and getting to devil them.} 3. these shoots. {for popping up.} 4. this detritus. {because i can’t keep track of the abandoned…
1. these clam shells. {the sweetest birthday treasures.} 2. this bunch of yarrow. {in all the best colors.} 3. this popcorn. {the perfect snack.} 4. this pink cup. {because the number of broken cups…
I’m a mother, but more importantly, I’m a parent. And I think sometimes we forget to talk about parenthood.If you’re into shaking up the way we talk about motherhood and fatherhood and parenthood, read…