I’m at the dinner table flipping through cookbooks with a tummy that is beginning to groan with yearning. I’m jotting down some ideas for meals and snacks this week, though I find myself drooling over the most decadent and decidedly complicated recipes, dreaming about how I can maybe convince Will or my parents to cook… Continue reading Oh, and I’d also like…
Piper and I sat together on the edge of our favorite fountain and read A Day at the Seashore. The sound of water rushing over stone, the feeling of a cool breeze and warm morning sun against our skin brought the story to life and left us longing for our own seaside escape this weekend. Naturally, on… Continue reading A day at the beach
I sure feel as though a lot of time has passed since I last blogged here, though in reality it has only been just over a week. Lately, I spend the bulk of my free time absorbed in Alexandre Dumas’ classic The Count of Monte Cristo. I’m about 500 pages in, and the plot seems… Continue reading Reading notes, June
Sundays and Mondays are usual days of reflection and inspiration for me. I find the close of one week and the beginning of another the perfect junction for setting intentions and succumbing to daydreams. I mopped the floors this morning. Something about the long strokes of the mop settles me, much the same way as… Continue reading Musings for the week ahead – food, yoga, and meditation.
I’m writing again at the dining room table. Potted mums, tulips set in a jar with glass beads and water, and an orchid in full bloom sit behind the computer. Beyond, windows with blinds pulled let the afternoon light in. Bees and other bugs buzz about the garden, which still awaits today’s long drink of… Continue reading A quick post before the rains come
Monday 9:30 AM. I think about how my daughter and I will laugh as we throw pennies into the fountain at a nearby outdoor shopping plaza. I have seen the coins shining there in the water before, though only recently thought to reach into an old change purse and cast a wish myself. I have… Continue reading On wishing
I woke up from a beautiful dream in which I was in a pond or cove waiting for my husband; we were about to be married. I remember the water vividly — an all encompassing blue that brought about such a real sense of peace and happiness. My in-laws were with me, and I recall… Continue reading a day well lived