When you’ve had a rough week, and your no-longer-a-teenager-this-year child knows it and uses her day off to clean the kitchen and make a pesto braid, because she wanted to try the recipe and she knows you love pesto… …yeah, like that. Every bite was love. I love my kids.
It’s just not a proper holiday until a group of the Princess’s friends stays overnight, giggling in the kitchen and baking sugar-laden treats. Girls who made it through high school together, now young women–if course, the only ones who still come by are the ones who have left high school firmly behind. So few people […]
Happy Yule, everyone! The house is quiet, since the dogs have plundered their puzzle feeders and are now exhausted by such demanding mental work. Miss B’s in for a run with me as soon as I finish this post, though, which means she’ll be doubly tired. This morning there was freezing fog, it’s bound to […]
Hear that? Do you? No? Well, that’s it precisely. It’s quiet. Too quiet. Even the squirrels are hushed. The kids are back in school. That means, once again, there is silence and solitude during the day. Productivity will skyrocket–once I get over the persistent feeling that the quiet is too thick and something is wrong, […]
It’s back to school time. The Little Prince (who is not so little, anymore, being fully as tall as me) has his schedule, his supplies, and today was the last piece of the puzzle–clothes. Schedule flexibility is a working writer’s friend–I can only imagine the zoo the stores must have been the last weekend day […]
When your daughter’s best friend comes home unexpectedly from college, and goes blackberry picking, and generously leaves you a zillion blackberries, there is nothing left to do but make a crumble. I was a little worried, because I just eyeballed the ingredients instead of measuring them. But it vanished over the course of an afternoon, […]
Eighty degrees yesterday, and so much humidity it felt like swimming. After all the rain the past few weeks, the sun and warmth means every blessed plant is exploding. The Prince and I took Miss B on a ramble after dinner last night. (I thought I was going alone, but the Prince wouldn’t hear of […]