Immortal.

Dear Michael, I went for a run today and wrote letters in my head. One of them was to you. Do you remember when my sister and I would walk down to your house and you would read to us? Our jeans were too short, and probably a bit ripped, and our hands were tied…

Waiting for Aslan to arrive.

It’s been a long time since I just sat down and wrote a long, wandering blog post in diary format, and yesterday I started craving it so much that I have been looking forward to it ever since. I’m perched at the kitchen island while I write this. A big pot of blackberry jam is…

“Ellen,” a linked short story

A bit ago, I posted a sequence of two installments of a short story titled “Lily,” which were a fun reprieve for me to write and hopefully a bit of a fun escape for you to read. “Lily” chronicles the beginnings of an adventure for a woman living in Seattle who discovers a handsome farmer/chef…

Lily, continued (and finished)

I finished my Lily story on Father’s Day, but it’s taken me this long to sit down and post it. That’s one of the things that I am working on changing…. The posting bit. I veered away from this blog in recent months but writing this short story and enjoying the narrative form reminded me…

Lily

I wrote a story. As many of you know, I’m a writer, but most of my writing has been for corporate stuff and my fiction stories are largely piles of paper and files on laptops and a 300-page novel that I am revisiting right now. I don’t send them out to get published, I’m not…

Planting Potatoes on Good Friday: The Darkness and the Light

Above all, this is a post about how to prep and plant potatoes for your garden. However, it includes a longer narrative not typically added to my posts of late. If you’d rather skip the narrative, you can hop to the videos about prepping potatoes for planting, and planting potatoes, which appear at the bottom…

Video: This Wild Life – A short story trailer for Eating Buckets

What do you wish for? What keeps you up at night? Where will your heart take you? Brian and I ask each other these questions often because it keeps us curious and alive, but we don’t often get to combine words and pictures and think about these questions the way we were able to in…

Love at first kiss.

This guy. This amazing man. I met him when we were just a bit over 18. He walked into my living room at a house party, and he stood head and shoulders above the rest. And he glowed. It was probably his Southern California tan and his Armenian olive skin standing out among the glow…

Live only as you can.

I’m browsing through a favorite design book, City Farmhouse Style, by Kim Leggett, and came upon this favorite photo in the photo spread on page 11. This quote is fabulous. Happy Sunday! May Monday morning be easy, and the day ahead bring joy. 

Enough food: Helping others this holiday season.

Did you know that Thanksgiving is next week? No, really. It’s next week. That’s right. NEXT WEEK. Doesn’t it feel early this year? Somehow everything just feels so busy this year that I feel surprised that our 4-day weekend and our big feast is next week. Luckily we’ve adopted sort of a “tried and true” approach…