Monthly Archives: April 2012

We are off to California tomorrow, er, today. It’s actually Monday as I type right now, having just packed my week’s items into my backpack. We couldn’t dig any luggage out of the garage but we did find our backpacking backpacks. Me: I’ve never dealt with so much laundry in all my life.  Andy: I’ve never washed so many dishes in all my life. Margot: I found thirteen more worms! Ruby: Wook! Worm! Oh, honey. The last time I travelled … Continue reading Fences and California →

When Margot first ate food she swallowed everything we did, puréed. I proudly proclaimed I didn’t believe in kid food, that people food would do just fine for all members of our family. A year later something shifted and Margot, who once ate peanut curry, tomato pie and fish tacos, would suddenly only eat white food with a hint of color (thankfully, homegirl has always loved beets, carrots, peas and fruit). Tofu, bread, rice, yogurt, milk, cottage cheese, oatmeal, popcorn, … Continue reading on kids and food bravery (minty stuffed peppers) →

Oh this last weekend! I am going to be a busy sewing sister this week so I am popping in for a few quick things before I head back out into the gloriousness of (almost) summer for the day. 1. It’s the experience I’m after, the quality of my days I am interested in. In this week’s mama digs I wrote about a shared meal I had a few years ago and how a friend’s words nudged me toward betterment. … Continue reading sunny →

nuggets: little bits of the season in photos and words, about the last week Margot asked me to get under the covers and hug her last night. I stood at the foot of my bed, in my kitchen, thinking about all the stuff I wanted to, had planned to do. Thing is, I can’t just crawl in there for a bit. These days, once I am horizontal, especially under covers, I am out until the next morning. I either go … Continue reading nuggets: our everyday →

On the east side of our property stand 14 towering trees. Anyone know what kind of trees these are? I am thinking Engelmann Spruce? Or are they a kind of fir? I barely noticed this piece of our soon-to-be land, for my attention was squarely focused on the sunny, garden-friendly aspects. It was the third or fourth visit that I imagined how IN LOVE I would have been with those trees and their footprints as a girl. And, it turns … Continue reading woodland fort →