I just finished reading The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett. I bought a copy with a copyright from 1938, that was apparently a Christmas gift “from Nan-Nan to Carol” in 1944. The cover is a pale blue, with a little wear on the edges. The pages are slightly yellowed, […]
When you get married you start to notice some little nuances that you’ve carried over from your parents. Little things like the way I load the dishwasher, or fold the laundry, or never finish one task because I remember the 13 others I need to be working on. Big things […]
First let me explain this funny and slightly disturbing picture. Last week, I was humming around the house, doing what I do, when I suddenly realized that I hadn’t heard from Pace in a while. I mean heard from literally, because having a toddler is a lot like being suddenly […]