Questing
I spent the summer I turned twelve doing four things: reading, keeping a journal of every book I read and film I saw, practicing my violin, and mowing the lawn while belting show tunes (secretly dreaming I’d be discovered by a talent agent over the drone of the mower). The summer I turned twelve I … Continue reading
Old Friends
As a Michigander in Chicago it is inevitable I run into people. This place is full of past. For me, my family, my friends. But the particular domestic pleasure of walking through Andersenville on a sunny morning is multiplied when you recognize an old friend in the dappled crosswalk. The gaunt gait and long jaw … Continue reading
Kintsugi: The Art of Being Whole
I love the Internet. The collection of thoughts from vast swathes of humanity can make the most unexpected connections both serendipitous and sublime. Sometimes they are explicit: the public conversations of my filter bubble circling around related or juxtaposed ideas. But more often, I find my curiosity leading me down rabbit holes I didn’t know … 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 — 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
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
One Small Thing
Life is made up of small things. Mostly these are the little gestures and daily patterns which make up existence, but every once in a while there are those magic, infinitesimal changes that alter the course of everything. Or if not everything, at least Important Things. ~ One week ago I became an Aunt. A … Continue reading
The Case for The Long Game
While I’ve taken some interviews and been hunting for work, the commuter’s 9-5 has never held great appeal, so between gigs I’ve been pondering alternative solutions. Ones we can take with us when Bean’s course ends in two years and we are once again faced with option to uproot to new lives somewhere else. They … Continue reading
Old [Fictional] Friends
Do you have stories that never get old? No matter how many times you hear them they still feel alive? They can rekindle a sinking heart or augment delicious indulgences, but always prove stalwart companions. Must be some type of magic. And today, as I sold off our books — we’ve shed several hundred so … Continue reading
Travel Tuesdays: Pitigliano, Tuscany
Travel Tuesdays : where I can look back fondly at wonderful places, people and journeys while we prepare for the exciting adventure ahead… Sometimes I open my eyes and realise just quite how lucky I am. It’s like fireworks in my brain. And I’m not just talking the miracle of Life. Or the fact that … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 