No, not blogging here right now. But I wanted to take a moment to point you toward this post over on Mireio. I’m planting seeds this summer to help feed the hungry in my community. I’m hoping you’ll want to join me… so, take a look and let me know. I have seeds just [...]

I’m still blogging! You can find me at my new blog: Mireio. I hope you drop by!

I know I’ve posted a ton of photos of The Mighty Columbia… but one more won’t hurt? 

After the ridiculousness of last week, I started to password protect this post. But then decided, it’s my truth. As Ann Lamott has so eloquently said, “You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.”    Whe

This photo was taken for a photo tour of my house a few years back. But I go back to it often, because it sums us up. On the porch, having tea, together.  In a few short days (Saturday) IZ and I will celebrate 22 years together. Married.  We don’t count those years before because [...]

I’ve moved the party over here —-> Come join me. (I may or may not pick up this blog in the future. I may or may not write a farewell post. But, it’s been 10 years of blogging here… and well… it’s time for a change. Change is good.) Don’t think of this as an [...]

Drinking tea and plotting my future.

Yay for the CSA. I know what we’re doing with everything in the box except for the kale. Any suggestions?

Manufactured sunlight never looked so pretty. (Product shot I’m not using. . . because apparently on Etsy I’m not supposed to be “Artsy”. Gah!)

Portrait I took of my mother-in-law in September. She makes 75 look amazing.

Will you let me take our picture? “Will you let me take our picture?” “Sure? What should I do?” “Just hold my hand.” My head is a jumbled mess. I’ve been reading some amazing writing* online. Which is a blessing and a relief. Good writing always is. But it also reminds me that I

It’s the bits of color in my world that make me happy. . .

A gray scale start to spring. . . I feel like I’m sneaking back into the room, walk of shame style. Shimmying into my skirt and patting my hair down. Not that I’d know anything about that except what I’ve seen on television. I haven’t exactly been present on this blog for the past few [...]

Beef and cabbage and probably a beer. Happy St. Patrick’s Day! The holiday wouldn’t be complete without a little Beef and Cabbage. . . though, not Corned Beef because I just can’t bring myself to eat it. And interestingly enough, it’s not really an Irish tradition.  So, I rolled up my sleeves and sp

Baked Cherry Pie with my boy. Happy 3.14

Whew. (words tomorrow)

Hello Monday. We meet again. It’s another Monday and I don’t really have a post. The flowers are pretty, no? IZ bought me roses and I plopped them in a vintage tin for Saturday night’s dinner because I’ve lost my floral foam. That’s confusing? Let me explain. You see, I had a bag of paints and

We woke up to a dusting of snow this morning. Nothing permanent, probably just enough to utterly confuse the vegetation though. It certainly has me dreaming of warmer destinations and wondering exactly how it’s already March.

I woke up to these  two sweet faces wishing me a Happy Birthday. My adorable (great) nephew’s grandmother made me a digital card with their photo in it. And of course I’m printing it out and hanging it in the studio for inspiration. It will be a wonder if Mireio doesn’t do a baby line [...]

Unvarnished Finally. I’ve been lying about my age since my early 30’s. People would ask and I would reply, “Oh, I’m 42.”  Lying up works, friends. It typically took a few minutes before people would realize that I was exaggerating. Some actually believed the ruse: “You look amazing for 4

This is so easy, it’s practically cheating. Our new go-to bread: I love fresh baked bread. But I’ll be honest; I’m not nearly as good at baking it as I am at eating it! It’s a lot of time invested for a product that can be so quickly demolished. As in seconds at our house. Buying an [...]

Corners of our home: a watch and a half woven lanyard in the bathroom window. . . I’m always finding creative detritus left by this child.

New Porch Light. That tiny stripe matches the haint blue porch ceiling. I took a break this weekend that turned into an even bigger blogging break. Did “not much”.  And now, I’m paying for my slothfulness. I don’t have a post here, though I’m sure I can string together enough words to disgui

Found this on Pinterest and then spent an hour looking for the original source. I can’t locate it. . . but if you know, please tell me! A Little Romance: I love Valentine’s Day. Always have, always will. Even when I was a love sick teenager pining for a boy who didn’t know I was alive, the [...]

Valentine Trifecta: candy, stuffed animals, a homemade card. Stop Breaking My Heart Kid: The 15 Year Old: “So, Valentine’s Day is soon?” Me: “Tomorrow.” 15: “Oh. I don’t really have anyone to be my  Valentine.  (long pause, sigh, sigh, sigh) I guess there’s always you. (lon

What I did this weekend. I think. That big sucking sound you hear is me: How was your weekend? Mine felt like it was in a time warp. . . like time was speeding by and I was barely moving. It just took so much longer to get things done than I expected. So what took so long? A [...]

Friday night ritual: lots and lots of water. And candles. And an icy cold Manhattan if I can cajole IZ to make one for me while I’m soaking. This has become my Friday night ritual. The water is just beginning to fill the tub in this photo, but trust me, I push the water line [...]

Tea Tins have a way of being re-purposed at Chez Wonder. In this case, as holders for assorted scribblers. Though, looking at the photo I have to wonder, “Who took off with all my permanent markers?” Wanted: Permanent Markers Returned This is what happens when you finally clean your studio space after 6 months.

Me: What’s that box? IZ: Your birthday present. The question is, when should I let you open it. Me: Now now now! IZ: Really? I just don’t want you to be disappointed when your birthday comes and there’s nothing else. Me: I won’t be, I promise. Besides, I know what’s in it. IZ: How do you know?

Time keeps on slipping. . . (finish that lyric.) Checking In: Remember this list? I’ll confess, I still haven’t come up with a “theme” for 2012—so it looks like I’ll just run with my list of Non-New Year’s Resolutions and scratch it off my to-do list. So, let’s check in on tha