To me, on the occasion that the baby has been teething for days, deadlines loom, and you are overwhelmed. Or, maybe to you, friend, if you are similarly whelmed. Turn off the computer. Take a bucket bath. Stare into your child’s face and remember all those years ago (yesterday?) when he was a baby. Cook…
We’ve had a stretch of wintry days here and it’s been a lovely time of cozying in. The boys have delighted in the morning frost, freezing rain, and ice treasures. There have been a host of simple meals made on the wood stove. School books have flown freely with little boys filling their minds with…
The day began like many others – a fire in the wood stove, fried eggs for us, greens shake for him. We talk, he takes his first dose of supplements, and hands me mine because “We can’t both be down.” And he’s right. After many mid-mornings of dragging myself from chore to chore I am…
I recently received a hand-written letter from a dear friend we had to say good-bye to when we moved to the south. We met at the farmers market, of course, and bonded over her handmade soaps and the need for keeping my baby’s skin free from the nasty stuff in store-bought soap. This letter was…
