Grandkids, waves, hang gliding, a surprise bear, the discovery that North Carolina has alligators, and a historical novel I could not put down It is so nice to be home in my own bed with my pups. Vacation is wonderful, but there is nothing quite like your own pillow. We spent the past week in…
One minute it was Memorial Day and the next it is almost back to school, two films worth watching, Victorian London done right and a woman who builds Scotland from cardboard. Summer seems to be flying by. One minute it was Memorial Day and the unofficial start to summer, and the next it is almost…
Three summer savory recipes, a few good books, and everything else on my mind this week. It’s Friday, friends, and it has been another busy week. We went from celebrating America’s 250th birthday to a week with the grandkids, another birthday, another reason to be completely happy and exhausted at the same time. It is…
A Fourth of July weekend full of family, fireworks, and a Cornwall novel I could not put down I was up before six every day this weekend, the way I always am, and the neighborhood completely quiet. That kind of quiet that only happens when everyone else has stayed up too late or it’s a…
A parade, a beach club, a sister’s barbecue, fireworks that take me straight back to childhood, and a full week of beautiful things to share Happy 4th of July, friends. America turns 250 today, and I think that is worth pausing over for a moment before we get to the fun parts. The first colonists…
Three savory recipes for the Fourth, three summer books, and a week that was equal parts wonder and worry. What a week. I am not sure where to start so I will start where I am sitting, which is at my desk looking out at the backyard, where there are baby bunnies doing nibbling at…
One tree became a dump truck of gravel, a pallet of stone, and a DIY husband. Have you ever heard of project creep? It is the thing that happens when you set out to do one small, manageable thing, and then that one thing multiplies like rabbits until you are standing in your front yard…
I am not a summer person. But I have learned not to wish the days away. As you know, I am not a summer person. I love fall and winter. I love the cool crisp mornings and evenings of fall, the vibrant colors and everything that comes with it, pumpkin spice included. I love winter….
Bugs in the garden, baby birds on the porch, two films worth marking your calendar for, and home tours that will make you want to pack a suitcase Nobody told me about the bugs. I knew about the rabbits and the deer, the heat and the water but if someone mentioned bugs it went in…
Three summer recipes from bloggers I love, three books set in France and Cornwall, and a week that held both grief and joy It has been a hard week. I mentioned last week that my niece’s father-in-law was in hospice, and he passed away on Wednesday. The strange part about it, about any of it,…
Double digit summer arrives early, three-day-old baby birds in the porch wreath, and a beach read worth packing for every summer trip ahead Happy summer, friends. I hope you had a lovely weekend celebrating your father. My dad does not live close but we had a lovely phone call as we do every Sunday, and…
It rained, the baby birds hatched, a young man is losing his father too soon, and the summer meanderings are full of châteaux, courage and conviction Happy summer, friends, and happy almost Father’s Day to the dads, the granddads, the uncles, and every man who has ever shown up for somebody else’s kid and meant…
