I swear I was born in the wrong era. I’ve always resonated more with the descriptions of Depression Era folks and Baby Boomers than I have with GenX. I don’t romanticize the struggles of families that lived in those generations, but I do find myself longing for some of the[Read more]
I write a lot about looking for potential in things we might otherwise discard. But, what about beauty? That’s sometimes more difficult to see, because, too often, I mistake beauty with perfection. A good example would be some of the “art” our boys create at school. It’s painfully obvious when[Read more]
When I worked as a professional organizer, my focus was on helping clients look at the big picture. When you’re deciding what to keep and what to toss, it’s easy to get sidetracked by certain items or an entire room and not look at your life/space as a whole – you[Read more]
At the risk of confirming what most people already suspect – that I simply can’t sit still – here’s a pic of how I’m spending my winter evenings: cutting up fabric scraps that are too small for anything else, with plans to compost them come spring. I keep thinking they[Read more]
I’m just a few days shy of celebrating two wonderful months with my little red barn (thanks, Tuff Shed and 26 supportive friends!) and thought you might enjoy a peek inside. I was determined to only use found or donated or upcycled shelving in here. It just seems wrong to run out[Read more]
Nineteen years ago, my husband and I chose December 21 for our wedding day. Sure, there were lots of practical reasons for selecting that day, but mostly we love pointing out that it’s the shortest day and the longest night of the year (wink, wink). Over time, I’ve developed a deeper[Read more]