Lately, wildflowers sprout in Piper’s butterfly garden.  Baby lettuces form their first true leaves in a raised bed.  A plot of earth surrounded by bricks waits to be tended and made ready for seeds of all sorts: radish, eggplant, watermelon, sunflower.  Carrots, tomatoes, beets, and peas.  Sweet sugar snap peas. Inside, Rowan pulls himself along… Continue reading Lately



We sat on the couch eating platefuls of warm latkes.  Their brown, crisp, and lacy exterior in perfect contrast to their soft and mellow insides.  The odor of grease, potatoes and onions still hangs in the air, taking form like the memory of Mother’s sweat.  She brings comfort, lifts our spirits and fills our bellies with… Continue reading Latkes