. . . Sometimes I dream that everything in the world is here, in my room, in a great closet, named and orderly, and I...

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10   These long, blustery January nights...

We’ve moved into this new year like a sleep-deprived mother moves out of bed — slowly, bed-head and all. Although Mark did remove the Christmas...

I know. I know. We’re into the first week of 2013 and I’m still talking about  Christmas. Here’s the thing: Christmas isn’t a day or...

I always mourn how these two months seem to seep through my fingers each year, but something this year felt even faster. Maybe it was...

I love this time of year. The leaves, finally changing colors, form day’s light each with unique and separate detail. “Look at me,” they chorus,...

October sailed right past us this year filled with sporadic puffs of cool air (one even requiring winter jackets). As a result, we spent much...

It seems the end of September has already arrived — the time of year I begin dreaming of wool and blankets and fires and colored...

  We officially began our new homeschool year last week giving us something more to do with these hot August days. Here’s a bit of...

Everything ends at some point. Some endings bring relief, like the end of childbirth or a difficult test or race, while other endings cause a...