This morning, the neighbor’s blooming magnolia tree was illuminated by the glow of their bathroom light. Seen through a tangle of still-bare branches, the pink and golden were a welcome reminder of all the…
1. these salad greens. {every single one.} 2. these sweats. {for being sent my way.} 3. these baby vines. {for not getting fried.} 4. this lavender {for hanging out inside for a bit.} 5.…
I was too quick to dismiss the ubiquitous kitchen scrap gardens I’ve seen growing. With some amount of sheepishness, I admit that being urged to grow fresh celery from a spent bunch by every…
Our microgreens experiment has only just begun. Freshly sown on their windowsill home, I don’t have anything in the way of sexy shoots to show you. My experience with growing these shoots at home…
1. this shell necklace. {even if after stringing it, and restringing it, and restringing it once more, it was ultimately left behind.} 2. this sprout. {for sprouting.} 3. this candle. {sent from a favorite…
Waste Not is a collaboration with my friend, Carrie King. The premise is simple: Carrie, a food writer and editor, shares a recipe highlighting at least one particular way that we can curb food waste.…
We’ve been reading The Tale of Peter Rabbit on repeat for the past month. At bedtime, at lunchtime, at bath time, during bathroom visits where a bit more time and bit more relaxation is…
The past week or two has felt like something of a make-believe spring in Brooklyn. We’ve had unseasonably warm days flanked by seasonably chilly ones. Bodegas are filled with daffodil blooms, tree pits are…
I’ve always been something of a perfectionist apologist. Why not strive for perfection, I’ve thought. A little aspiration never hurt anyone, I’d say. And I still mostly stand by those words. But the problem with…
Yesterday I posted a photograph of our plecanthrus going gang-busters, and a few of you asked about how our plants have fared with a toddler in the house. The short answer is that while Faye…