If watching other people’s home videos wasn’t the world’s most boring activity, I’d subject you to the videos that my parents took of our family trips. Four girls and two relentlessly good spirited parents…
A new little sometimes-series for these tea leaves: proof I’m having a baby and musings on life in a tiny apartment, bébé in tow (or very nearly). Seems to me I can’t begin a…
After having spent the last week loafing in front of the fire and squatting on my haunches under the Christmas tree, rifling through unwrapped presents for chocolates, I’m back in Brooklyn, ready to start…
Tip #81: How to host a baby in a tiny apartment. First of all: this post is not be confused with the one-day post of how to have a baby in a tiny apartment. Hold…
For your viewing pleasure, my sister Laura’s wilderness garden. Part magic-maker, part badass gardening guru, I’m bursting with all sorts of big sister pride over this one. Head over to Gardenista to read Laura’s…
Anyone who tells you that the Oregon coast is always gloomy lacks experience, or at the very least, imagination. When the sun’s not shining golden, the sky glows silver instead, offering the senses a…
It’s going to be hard to think of reasons why we shouldn’t pack up the kitchen and head down to the park every single night this summer. Last night: grilled asparagus and mushrooms, homemade…
I’ve been poring over these family photos lately. There’s lots to say about them, but for now I couldn’t help but to share them as a little celebration of Brooklyn in the summertime. I…
I’ve written before about our weekly dinners with Cait and Curt. With the arrival of tiny Oliver, the ritual has become somewhat more unpredictable than it was this summer, but whether it’s dinner on…
If you frequent the internet–and your presence here means you do–you’ve no doubt stumbled across the beautiful Kinfolk Magazine. Its covers make for irresistible photo ops and with the release of each new addition,…