Accessories
Things are a funny way to relate to people, especially in the absense of the people themselves. My little girl is so close now that I find I’m having trouble seeing her beyond… Read More
Things are a funny way to relate to people, especially in the absense of the people themselves. My little girl is so close now that I find I’m having trouble seeing her beyond… Read More
I’ve accused previous years’ zucchini plants of trying to hook my ankles with their tendrils and yank me down into the canopy, and there’s no reason to suspect less treachery from this generation.
If I started knitting this cardigan today, I’d be finished in July. Maybe August.
I was playing in the baby’s room after work on Thursday, and the clouds broke for five minutes of sunshine before the rain started in again. What with California trying to catch up… Read More
The UPS guy keeps bringing these tiny, vintage polyester pants to my door. The only possible conclusion: my daughter wishes to spend her childhood dressing like Barry Gibb on a date.
These days, I get up at 5am so I can have 45 minutes of time alone sitting at the kitchen table, knitting and wishing I were drinking coffee. Pictures from breakfasts past: There’s… Read More
Me: “Love, is this one still working out okay these days or am I a scandalously patched together pregnant hack?” Him: “I love you very much today.” Pregnant women who never take off… Read More
Maurice Maeterlinck May, 1901 “But what have we to do, some will ask, with the intelligence of the bees? What concern is it of ours whether this be a little less or a little… Read More
Apparently someone found these vintage curtains online, bought them, and talked my husband into hanging them in the laundry room. Apparently I did this. It’s clear there are whole periods of my day… Read More