It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart. ― Rainer Maria Rilke Spring has arrived here, wrapping us with...

In these almost seven years of living in our home, I have learned to trace the light within it through seasons and hours. I plan...

The other night at dinner, you sat by my side — not necessarily a coveted position these days because you tend to use your neighbor...

Burke, this evening at 10:36 you turned eight. Even now, as I listen to your unrestrained laughter with friends in the other room, I can...

[vimeo 60578462 w=500 h=281]   Here’s three minutes with our giggly six-year-old: unscripted, unrehearsed, limited editing. Enjoy!  ...

Many of us who aren’t farmers or gardeners still have some element of farm nostalgia in our family past, real or imagined: a secret longing...

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness....

For a while now I’ve had other moms ask, “how do you do it? I want to homeschool, but I don’t know where to begin!...

Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing. ― Thérèse de Lisieux On this day internationally commemorating love, it seems easier to focus on...

blouse | jacket | pants | belt | clutch | lipstick | heels | ring This last weekend I finally cleaned up my bedroom —...