Emma, our oldest, is spending a few days in Michigan with her grandparents and I am missing her somethin’ fierce! The child who talks more than the rest of us combined, who often asks me the same question ten times daily, who refuses to “remember” how to keep her bedroom tidy…that sweet, lively, at-times exhausting...
Category Archives: Observing the obvious

During what felt like the coldest, longest Tennessee winter EVER, I spent a great deal of time day-dreaming of all things springlike. Recalling what the morning sun on my shoulder feels like or the scent of peonies immediately following a soaking rain, and then convincing myself these small treasures would soon return when at last...

I’m sitting in our home office writing, and good grief it.is.freezing. I’m literally thinking about putting my gloves on while I type. indoors. Warming myself by a fire is out of the question given I can’t even keep my little guy out of the pantry, trash cans, toilets. . . So, I’ve taken to warming...




