This is a (mostly) true story.

This is a (mostly) true story.

THE OTHER NIGHT, not long after Tim had gone to bed but long enough for him to be soundly asleep (60 seconds give or take)–I tiptoed in to join him. My own teeth brushed, my face washed and layer upon layer of promised youth moisturizer applied, I slipped...
Moments such as these.

Moments such as these.

SEVERAL YEARS AGO, Hannah Brencher, a writer and blogger I adore, wrote a beautiful post about the pressure she feels in the inevitable rush to Christmas. It’s a topic that is neither shocking nor eye-opening; I’ll bet you’ve felt the same pounding...

with thanksgiving

We’d planned it for a while, this trip to the mountains for Thanksgiving week, and we both knew it would do our souls well. It always does. There is a sweet gravity in these hills that anchors me, that sets my feet on solid ground and holds them there, working...

Letting go.

WE’VE BEEN CLEANING up, clearing out, readying for a change we’ve known for a while was coming. We’re empty nesters now, you see, and we simply don’t need the space. I love our home, our pretty yard, I love the vast collection of things which...

The Big Trip! Fly Fishing Fernie.

Canada’s Elk River WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL, I learned to fish on my great-grandaddy’s boat. Every vacation we traveled from our home in Virginia to his retirement home in Florida, and my fondest memories are of being with him on the Lady Catherine (the...

the spinning world

EVERYTHING ON THIS MOUNTAIN is unpredictable, which is one of the things that makes a stay here fascinating. I’ve gone on and on about the weather–you simply do not know one minute to the next what is going to happen. Last month, for instance, we were...

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