Three days before Faye was born, James and I were at my sister Cait’s apartment for dinner. We ate spicy Indian food and everyone made guesses about when the baby would make his or…
Having a baby in the summer is wonderful for all kinds of reasons, but it does complicate midday beach-going a touch. There’s the blazing sun and new baby skin to navigate, not to mention…
Our kitchen is fine. In fact, it’s more than fine. It’s spacious as far as tiny apartment kitchens go. There are new cabinets and marble countertops and there’s a gas range and a dishwasher…
If there’s one thing that nursing a tiny infant affords you, it’s plenty of forced downtime. And while I admit to sometimes whiling away this time trolling instagram for longer than I should, generally,…
I’m a creature of habit. If you’ve been reading these tea leaves for awhile, you know this. I relish in creating rhythms and routines, but in general it doesn’t take much for me to…
Any moment now the linden trees in Brooklyn are going to open and shower the streets in their sweet scent. When that happens, I’ll be ready with a pair of pruners and a bike…
After yesterday’s post about my sleepless night, I’ve got sleep and bedrooms on my mind. While my nighttime dreams may be lackluster lately, my daydreams have been as active as ever. I’ve been scheming…
Lately, all I can think about is how much I’d like to be able to make my own clothes. I imagine running my hands over bolts of linen and cotton, cutting along patterns, getting…
I know there are a lot of folks out there who could really rather do without Valentine’s Day. February rolls around and I begin to hear sighs about the hype of what’s essentially a…
January’s come and put me into a contemplative mood. Maybe it’s all of those Gregorian chants I’ve been listening to as I try to plow through my work. Whatever it is, the new year…