“I would wear the heck out of these diaper covers if they came in my size”

Words out of my mouth this morning over breakfast. No joke. Pregnancy is not without its indignities. Some, apparently, just aren’t covered in the pamphlets. ————– Vintage gunslinger baby shorts; ”for boys”, it says,… Read More →

making room

Baby-related imagery has infiltrated my camera roll, throwing off a previously dependable ratio of pets:kitchen:garden. It was difficult, a few months back, for me to picture a future where she’d be a real… Read More →

secret lives of mantids

Praying mantids, the carnivorous, ham-handed little things, eat what would eat your radishes and apricots and are thus your accomplices in the garden.

Building it in

A lament: In a world full of houses with nooks and crannies and clever built-ins, we found ourselves living in the shadow of grave architectural oversight. I love our little wooden house, but… Read More →

Assorted updates from the gestational front

In no particular order. I cut coffee completely out of my diet, and I have more energy now than when I drank it. I’m sure I’ll go crawling back to it when this… Read More →

Speaking of reproduction:

Today, I think we should talk about the gender politics of bees. It’s particularly relevant just now, and here’s why: I call it: Dead Bees on a Porch, and it’s where our story… Read More →

hat

I made a hat. It has my initials on the inside AND a tassel. It’s too dorky to wear to work, so I wear it on the weekends, and in the evenings after… Read More →

Needle work ’61

I felt the love a lot.

exercise in gratitude

A third harvest for the year.       Thank you, bees.

fall colors

It looks like fall here. We mail-ordered two more apple trees today: an Arkansas Black to squeeze in next to our flowering quinces, and a Gravenstein for a sunny spot up behind the… Read More →