collecting thanksgiving

painted leaves | chalkboard | twine | journal Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Have I told you that yet? While of course I love the entire holiday season (Christmas and New Year’s included), I… Continue reading

in praise of fall

We spent the day at a local event celebrating fall recently. While the event was primarily to help raise money for a local nature conservation project, the kids enjoyed stomping through muddy fields… Continue reading

when love makes you vulnerable

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give… Continue reading

on the table | a coconut butter medley

Kristen and I finished another Whole30 in mid-September, which means for 30 days we strictly ate fruit, veggies, meat, nuts, and seeds. For various reasons, we both decided we needed a cleanse of… Continue reading

weekend

Rest and be thankful. ― William Wordsworth Sometimes I think about the early days of our family, when we’d harness babies to our bodies and walk without aim, just to be together. To be.… Continue reading

inspiration no. 3

1  |  2  |  3  |  4 The cooler weather is finally lingering here, luring me again to warmer tones and clothing. I’m pulling out dusty jackets and remembering sweaters and scarves and… Continue reading

watercolor invitations

In the world of digital everything, receiving real mail (even when hand-delivered) can feel like a gift. E-mail is convenient and free, and with so many digital invitation options (Evite, Paperless post, etc.), it’s… Continue reading

a {little} spa party

(photo credit: Kristen | Fidelis Studio) Every other year after age 5, we give each of our kiddos the option of a birthday gift or party. Blythe, who turned seven this weekend, had… Continue reading

spilled milk | laughter

One day our life will be quiet and clean just as it was in the beginning before kids, and I always hope that in those days, I remember making the most of the… Continue reading

{preschool} at home

Whew! I know it’s been pretty quiet in this space as of late. As I’ve mentioned before, this transition has been harder than we all anticipated. During the last two months, we’ve really… Continue reading

mix tape no. 01 // the open road

We drove over 5000 miles on our trip to the West Coast this summer, just the six of us piled into our ‘Burban. I admit that somewhere in the process, I grew a little… Continue reading

relief

I’m in the kitchen and can hear the tears. I follow their sounds and find Olive crumpled at the feet of the stairs, folded into her arms sobbing. I sit down beside her… Continue reading

10.

Your father was traveling through Cuba when I discovered I was pregnant with you. For days, I let this strange, new idea roll through my mind and out onto my tongue: mother. I am a mother. And for… Continue reading

lately

  Even in the mud and scum of things, something always, always sings. ― Ralph Waldo Emerson bath-time conversations / hide-and-seek / making and loving these / visit from Nina + Papa / starting our school… Continue reading

a sandy daytrip

Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. ― Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time Kristen and I… Continue reading