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How To Have a Nineties Summer
My husband was painting the back door and I was hanging around, bothering him and drinking an orange Ollipop. “There’s a trend going around social media,” I told him. “Everyone is talking about bringing back nineties summers and wanting to give their kids a ‘nineties summer.’” He hummed, probably struck speechless by my brilliance and…
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My Makeup Bag
There is something deeply humbling about being told you cannot wear makeup for seven days… and then realizing how much that actually matters to you. A few days before Easter, I had a cyst removed from my face. It was a simple procedure, and I’m very grateful, all is well. But, along with the aftercare…
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A Note on Not Being Boring
Years ago, before I had kids, I was up late talking with a good friend about hobbies.At some point she said, completely innocently, “Honestly, the only hobby I associate with you is TV.” I remember feeling stunned and honestly, a little sad. Was that really how I came across? Boring. Passive. Just someone who watched…
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Musings on Valentines Day
It’s the perfect cozy Saturday today. Rainy, a little chilly, lots of blankets, books, naps, fresh-baked beer bread…I love it. It’s also Valentine’s Day, and we have no plans to leave our house. My husband and I celebrated each other a few nights ago at a very swanky restaurant where I had a saffron risotto…
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I Don’t Want to Write About Politics
I really don’t. I want to write about backyard science and picture books and watercolor palettes that finally made me feel like myself again. I want to write about homeschooling at the kitchen table, half-finished math worksheets, and the way learning sneaks in sideways when you’re not looking. I want to write about slow, gentle,…
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Putting the Garden to Bed
The air has changed. It’s subtle, but unmistakable, the way mornings carry a faint crispness, the way the light falls lower and more golden in the evenings. After months of tending and coaxing, the garden is ready to rest, and I find myself ready to slow with it. This week I cut back the zinnias,…

