It’s snowing again. Endlessly. I’m dying again. Or is that dyeing again? I haven’t dyed silk in three years, I believe. I’ve been using fragments from previously dyed silk to see: what can I do with this? I played with…

It’s at this time of year – in the dead of winter, buried by snow – that my children start talking about summer. They start formulating plans about when to come. The first mention I heard was June. June? Will…

Some things you like to talk about. Other things, not so much. I would say Lyme lands in the second category. But as a child, I was used to these two categories. Not for uncomfortable diseases, but for “society”. My…

Wrong. It’s winter. It’s much warmer than usual. It was just colder than usual. My Lyme hurts now. My Lyme doesn’t hurt now. The nights are very dark. The days are brilliant with the snow reflection. Peaches is sinking into…

I’m thinking of little Mischa, now 8 months old, all bundled up in her winter cocoon which looks like a round baby sleeping bag – deep and warm. She’s lying in her stroller, nicely tucked in, protected from wind and…

I have this pressured feeling at this time of year: many things need to get done as the days get shorter and feel less light There is pressure in the business that I’m now part of, there’s pressure to do…

When my first child was born, I was living in Brookline, MA. We had no yard. I wanted one – I had grown up in the country with acres to explore. In my childhood in Virginia, when we’d go horseback…

When I was a child, I listened to my mother read fairy tale after fairy tale to me and my siblings. Every chlld Of course this led to dreams of a fairy tale wedding. Was that true for you, too?…

WOW! No place to park! I’m heading down the highway with my blinker on to turn into the 4- 5 vehicle gravel pull off when I realize its fully occupied: by 2 HUGE trucks. They are parked across the area,…

I found a mouse in my toilet. When I called the pest company, I asked, how can that be? She mentioned vents or doors or pipes as access. But this is the far end of the house. There are no…