Sometimes Monday | 11.10.25
Good morning, gentle friends. I had a plethora of phone calls with my kids over the weekend. The frantic pace of their lives on full display. However, it was Sam who hit the nostalgia buttons... he and his wife were frantically working on decorating for Christmas over...
“I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.” — Emily Dickinson
A Gathering of Poetry | 6.19.25
This month, I actually was ready for us to all gather and share some poetry! Proof that if you actually put something on your calendar you might actually remember it! Ha! I first heard this poem on the Slowdown Podcast several years ago and it has been on my mind for...
Unraveled Wednesday | 6.18.25
Greetings dear Unraveler's! If you are participating in The Great Mulch Watch... the garden beds still don't have any new mulch. Sigh. I am not holding my breath for any mulch deliveries before Friday... so yes, I will likely have to weed a bit in the sauna that...
Sometimes Monday | 6.16.25
...arrives with lots of weekend "loose ends." Sigh. The weather impeded the mulch delivery and the clothes line installation. It looks like rain could be happening at any moment this morning so I doubt these things will be coming today. But the weather did facilitate...
It’s Friday…the thirteenth! | 6.13.25
So... I am the least superstitious person ever... but I did a bit of a double take when I typed out the date but not for the reason you'd think. We are almost halfway through June... sigh. Since I spent my year with a timely focus I have come to appreciate so much all...
Unraveled Wednesday | 6.11.25
Greetings dear Unravelers and Happy almost mid-month Wednesday! I think that Saturday we will have mulch and (fingers crossed) a clothesline! I am most excited about both things, especially the mulch because maybe it will deter the damned weeds which are like they are...
Sometimes Monday | 6.9.25
After a very rainy, steamy, warm weekend... it seems that summer weather is upon us. The second wave of allium are about to burst open, the bee balm is nearly five feet tall, the lavender has exploded, and the weeds are taking advantage of the rain and each morning I...