Things I Like — Virginia Woolf
If you told Dumas-loving-14-year-old me she’d ever be into the Hemmingway-Iceberg theory of modern novels and unspoken things she’d give you the squinty-two-eye. If you promised tightly-wound college me she’d indulge in meandering, obtuse sentences as long as the night which go nowhere at all (and that’s beautiful) she’d laugh derisively. If you tempted the … Continue reading
Things I Like — Notes from Afar
Even though I love letters, I am a terrible correspondent. Ofttimes my lack of consistency becomes a point of self-flagellation (and later, entirely giving up). A vicious cycle. Every blue moon I manage to shake off the Shoulds and the Regulars and just drop someone a digital line. Not big enough to cover the lost … Continue reading
Things I Like — Green
Verdure is remains one of my Top Five deal-breaker necessities for a comfy home. The grape ivy is spilling across our windowsills, the kitchen romaine is spritely sprouting. Moss tufts luxuriously everywhere it can find purchase and the sand dunes are bursting with butterfly friendly growth. Is there anything more delicious than lolling in soft … Continue reading
Things I Like — Libraries
I could spout for 10,000 words about my love of libraries. I’ve previously waxed poetic on their impromptu operas, their clandestine art, their conservation efforts. And words. Always words. But in the age of filter bubbles — where my menu of options is predicated on my past behaviors, choices and social network imprints — I … Continue reading
Things I Like — Dappling
Dappled things speak of peace. The warm flank of a milkcow. The fuzzy mottle of a black and white bunny. The mix-and-mingle of light and shadow streaming through an apple tree in full bloom. My favorite: the shimmer of refraction skirting a pool floor or sand bar, twisting tendrils of brightness against the cool depths. … Continue reading
Kitchen Tour
I love our apartment. I love it hard. Even if we were millionaires I’d be hard-pressed to change much about it (excepting of course my burning desire to build a terrace hanging garden and outdoor cafe seating area on the back deck. THAT I will splurge on as soon as I am able.) Our apartment … Continue reading
Eighteen Months
We married early in the morning. We’d waited so long. We wanted to be married that day, not fritter it in hazy preparation. And anyway, I was never one for elaborate hair-dos and make-up. We rose early, in the quiet of a sleepy lakefront village. All the tourists had gone home for the season. He … Continue reading
Our Neighborhood
About a million years ago I joined #MakingTime, a month of daily prompts to reclaim life and find balance in the little spaces between Stuff. It had some pretty awesome things about it and I enjoyed my escapades. One of my daily challenges was to take 20 pictures of my day and really spend time … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 