challenge accepted

4 inches of snow fell while we slept the other night. It’s not the first snowfall we’ve seen in this midwestern season of ours, but each one is more delightful than the last. I love snow. I love cold weather, when every breath spins frost into air and my cheeks and nose tingle with the […]

I am Eustace.

I am the queen of self-loathing. And in a week marked by more tears than smiles, when I struggled to recover from the longest, worst kind of hangover, I far outdid myself. Four weeks of freedom, rediscovery, and heart-filling, soul-spilling love, and I found myself back in our darling old house, large and empty and […]

the hopes & fears of all the years

Merry Christmas, dear friends. I’m not entirely sure when the calendar flipped over to December, or when the temperatures dropped enough for me to see sweet steam when I breathe, or when seemingly everyone in the world but me had their lives together enough to decorate their homes for this holiday season. These last few […]

on grief and my grandmother’s dishes

I’ve been thinking a lot about death this week, and grief, and of the unfulfilled longing that lingers in the air around Advent. Before anything happened in Connecticut, and my heart stopped beating for my own fears and for a few short days beat only for sad mamas and papas and brothers and sisters. Before […]

only our daily bread

Never, in peace or war, commit your virtue or your happiness to the future. Happy work is best done by the man who takes his long-term plans somewhat lightly and works from moment to moment “as to the Lord.” It is only our daily bread that we are encouraged to ask for. The present is […]

october floated in

october floated in on a falling leaf lifting and twirling and dancing down still green with envy for the summer sun the heavy grey sky reminded her of the sea and the way the tide rolls in on a stormy day making frothy white faces as it sings october spun madly on her little green […]

homesick

I stoop to unpack yet another box of books. They are endless, no? Despite the overflowing bags we ran back and forth from the secondhand store in the days before we left, I am still faced with more pages than I will ever read, and now I have to find room for them here, in […]