“I love cooking in nature,” Liam tells me. He tosses the scrambled eggs around the pan gently with a fork. He’s carefully improvising the spatula...

Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself....

Always there is something worth saying about glory, about gratitude. ― Mary Oliver, What Do We Know Arizona felt like a blip, a brief moment in our...

When I got to New Mexico that was mine. As soon as I saw it that was my country. I’d never seen anything like it...

“This is not our home,” Mark told the kids, pointing to the house we’d lived in the last seven years — the only house they...

I noticed my shirt was inside out while brushing my teeth the other day and realized this is how life feels right now: the same...

As I mentioned last week, lately we’ve been indoors more than usual, and while I value indoor activities in their own manner, there’s nothing quite...

After having four kids (whom I love desperately), I have new perspective when we get to travel without them: Eat. It. Up. Mark and I...

Blythe, this last year as I watched you shoot out of your lingering baby chubs and try to bite apples with missing front teeth, I...

I imagined this summer differently a few months ago. Mark had a full summer of classes planned and our family budget had dramatically shrunk this...