Bread with Honey

Dear my dear readers, Just a few notes here. I DO read your comments. I'm really sorry but my computer and Blogger get really mad a...

I am making a challenge today. I don't have a nifty button or banner for it or anything, because I'm, um, packing. And my thre...

Yesterday I promised ice cream for dessert. As I racked my brains and my pantry for a worthy prelude to something as delicious as homemade ...

"These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard, And happy units of a numerous herd Of playfellows, the laughing Summer brings, Moc...

Here's what I want to do these days when I wake up in the morning: Drink three cups of coffee. With real cream. Then, have a mocha. ...

Between packing and nurturing small people, the days are short. Really short. Time is at a premium. Usually I am concerned with making su...

My son and I were paging through his nature notebook today, reliving our favorite nature walks from the school year. We decided to put his ...

I know some of you are itching to know if I sneak spinach and sprouts into even Serious Treats. Well, sometimes I do, but not on my sweethe...

Someday I will write my own poems again, but for now, let my friend Emily tell you exactly how I feel today. Choice by Emily Dickinson ...

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A mo...