Today was hard from the moment the chimes of my iPhone wake-up alarm sounded. A quick list includes: the sudden cold and heavy rain; missing some former coworkers known for their no-holds-barred costumes, and festive Halloween snacks (no surprise, this was the children’s room at our downtown library); and kiddo being with her dad for … Continue reading Landing Spots
I’m about to throw down a metaphor here, and I’m going to ask you to go with me on this. Newborn babies have tiny fingers, but on those tiny fingers they can have long fingernails. Shockingly long, in the case of my daughter, 11 plus years ago. Howards Hughes after a particularly lengthy shut-in long. … Continue reading Courage as Big as a Baby’s Finger
I wanted to do a little post here of what I’m enjoying right now. Yay for life’s little pleasures! Sandra McCracken performing Thy Mercy, My God feels like being cocooned in cool temperatures, rainy days, and crackling fires. With Advent right around the corner, Sandra McCracken is coming on strong on my Spotify playlists right … Continue reading Friday Finds
This afternoon, a squirrel tried to run me off. If someone asked what I anticipated, when the morning got started, I wouldn’t have predicted a weird stand-off with a squirrel about, of all things, a nut. I was already tender when it happened. After the morning I’d had, I headed out to the yard, seizing … Continue reading A Squirrel and a Psalm
Our lives are busy. My husband owns and runs a small market garden (have I mentioned that once or a dozen times? ) about forty minutes away from our home. I work with him, and average close to 40 ours a week, about 8 to 10 hours less than he does. My daughter, Dorothy, goes … Continue reading Parent Fail: Dinnertime
Does what people read tell you about who they are? I did a trip to the library today, and came home with a stack of 5. (I’m nothing if not overly optimistic when it comes to reading.) Looking at this stack on my bed, I think, I don’t know if they tell you who I … Continue reading Whatcha Reading?
Our farm to table dinner went down like a house on fire. I don’t know if that’s actually possible? But that feeling- house on fire + it’s going down = exactly what this dinner felt like. Our guests left fat and happy, a salute to what is delicious about Southern eating, with a flourish of … Continue reading Like a Chef
Pictured below is the beginning of our second farm-to-table dinner. In the last seven months, I’ve become a farmer-ish, cooker-ish, host-ish person in the last few months. I’ve been a mother, and in only the last week I’ve added wife to those titles. Looking at this photo, I wonder: does that look like much? I … Continue reading Delicious, Beautiful