Pondering

Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends

Oh, y’all. I know April is supposed to be the cruellest month, but September has not been kind. And I do not want to write another angsty, we’re-having-a-hard-time-blogging-and-these-are-all-the-reasons-why-post. After watching the meltdown over at Young House Love earlier this month, I don’t want to go there. I just want to say this: Like John and Sherry,(…)

Of curtains and climate change and compromise

Of curtains and climate change and compromise

In the first balmy days of spring, everything about the coming seasons feels possible. We’re going to grow our own vegetables! We’re going to eat healthy meals! I’m going to love the sun! You see, although I do love the sun (food! warmth! flowers!), I am a fickle mistress to that ball of gas. Love it(…)

What’s Ferguson doing on a home blog?

What’s Ferguson doing on a home blog?

I’ve shared the photo at the top of this post before, but I’m sharing it for a different reason today. I’m sharing it because of Ferguson, and because of a very small incident that happened when I was back in the classroom last spring that might shed just a small shard of light on what(…)

Checking in

Checking in

The last month has been a little…hard. Being back in the classroom has stirred up all kinds of things for me–more than I feel able to process and write about yet. What I can say for sure right now is that 3 part-time jobs is insanity-making. Not just because it is impossible to do each(…)

Garden dreaming…

Garden dreaming…

Late last spring we wrote a post about our grand plans to grow some vegetables. We didn’t know what we were doing, but we decided to forge ahead anyway. (Kinda like we do almost everything around here.) With the encouragement of Mama Holt (whose blog I miss all the time, even all these months after(…)

Life, death, and laundry

Life, death, and laundry

Around here, we like to say that how we do home is how we do life. As I walked around our home on Saturday morning, the truth of that was quite apparent to me. How have we been doing home/life for the past few weeks? On-the-fly. Half-assed. The opposite of intentionally. Meal planning means I’ve(…)