Yep. I finally saw her. Experts, far more knowledgeable than I am about all things ‘bird’, suspect she is a ‘her’. I have been told that – though the... Read More
read
-
-
… on an incorrigible toddler
So. You know how sometimes, when your kids are little, and you have one of those days when they look really good. Like, you have gotten up on time and... Read More
-
… on some good words, and a bird
About the bird. I do not know if you have seen the news lately. Like, the birding news. Okay, since the story has actually been on the national broadcast... Read More
-
… on a labor of fear (and a little love)
You guys, my plant is in labor. No, seriously… look! I am a nervous mess of a plant care-taker right now. This is how it all started: 1. If... Read More
-
… on purposeful contagioning
The day after Thanksgiving, every year, is Decorating Day in the Dingle house. On that day, the boxes come down from the barn and magically appear, stacked on the... Read More
-
… on an unexpected christmas gift
So it was Christmas Eve, and I was all excited. But also behind. As in I had one more bed to make and a final sweep of the house... Read More
-
… on christmastime uncurated
I love old radiators. When we bought The Inn*, there was a lot of broken… floors… windows… ceilings… I don’t mean, ‘sort of not working’ broken. I mean ‘holes... Read More
-
… on warm and welcomed distractions
I’d been working on a writing piece on and off all day yesterday, and it was kicking my butt big time. No idea why, just a scrambled brain struggling... Read More
-
… on haven-ly visions (also, critters)
Okay, so. January. The seeds of the idea for additions and changes in next season’s garden usually begin to sprout (pun absolutely intended) in January. It happens like this:... Read More
-
… on connecting dots (backward)
I am a sucker for a good graduation speech. Love ’em. Some of my faves are Conan O’Brian’s to Dartmouth in 2011, Dr. Rick Rigsby’s address to the graduating... Read More
-
… on a delayed gift, acorn to oak
There’s a baby oak tree in the potting room sink. Five years ago, on an August afternoon in North Carolina, I sat with JoHn (and about seven hundred additional... Read More
-
… on a party of five at sea
This past Tuesday, five women stepped aboard a boat and headed toward a dream. Okay, that’s too flourish-y, too much. This past Tuesday, five women stepped aboard a boat... Read More