The air has chilled, and my neighbor’s woodsmoke signals the beginnings of fall. My favorite season since I was a …
Peonies In the Cryofreeze of Covid
IT HAS BEEN ZERO DAYS SINCE OUR LAST ACCIDENT
When tragedy befalls a person, like losing a beloved kitty, it can be hard to pick oneself up. But what …
Marie Et Moi
Like my father before me, I have had a love affair for French aesthetics, particularly the whimsical designs and patterns …
The Sea Dweller
Editor’s Note: I shared this short story with you a few years back, but my full vision for the project …
The Hundred-Year-Old Azaleas
Some things get better with age. And it turns out, to my surprise, that flowers do too. Our family home …
Goodbye My Old Friend
I thought of fifty different ways to start this blog post: a silly quip about my cat’s sinister knack for …
A Magnolia In Quarantine
One of the advantages of being in quarantine is stillness. Time seems to slow, movement becomes more intentional, and our …
How I Hang My Hats
Like me, I’m guessing you’re stuck inside with a spring cleaning list, roughly the length of your arm. I have …
The Last Ones At The Orchid Show
Last week on Wednesday, I spent a wonderful day wandering the New York Botanical Garden’s yearly Orchid Show with my …
A Pair of Hearty Lenses
There’s something about the smell of old things — used things — that can be addictive. Perhaps it’s a person’s …