Thursday, May 24, 2012


Maybe it's just me, but nothing tells the story of the seasons quite like food.

It's spring now. How do I know? Rhubarb. Strawberries. Preferably together, in a pie.

Happy spring to me!

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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

My (Revamped) Garden Thoughts

The herbs on the left and the top right and the lettuce on the bottom right are in a patch of dirt on the side of our house. It's a high traffic area and whatever is there receives a lot of attention and, so, I always thought whatever grew there must be highly decorative.

Since moving in the spot has housed many things: zinnias (looked nice), porchulaca (looked OK) and later, roses (they looked horrid in the spot-- they didn't do well there plus I don't know how to keep roses looking effortless and gorgeous).

Finally, after years of trying to create other peoples' visions, I am doing what I want. Flowers, shmauers; herbs, lettuce and spinach are beautiful too.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Mother's Day

As a family, we have never been too into Mother's Day. My mom, seen above with Madeleine (on or about Mother's Day 2001), preferred to spend the day gardening until the last drop of sun melted into the horizon.

As a new mom, my biggest wish was quiet. Peace. Though, now, as the kids grow, my desire for solitude on one certain day has waned proportionately.

Yesterday was another perfect Mother's Day. It was perfect in its utter simplicity. As I lived it, I knew it would be forgotten; just another Mother's Day thrown into the file of faded memories of Mother's Days past. Church. Hours-- all six of us!-- at the barn. Then, after, a few hours at a park. A simple dinner out.

I hope all you moms out there had a perfectly forgettable Mother's Day too. In my experience, they are the very best kind.

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