There have been many online posts made about making a summer bucket list. I was inspired to make my own a couple of years ago. Apparently I was feeling quite unadventurous, because there were only three things on it, and…
Literary Mice
When I was in fifth grade in the little town of Post Falls, Idaho, a teacher had us read the following poem: I think mice Are rather nice; Their tails are long, Their faces small; They haven’t any Chins at…
Rhythm ~ my word of the year
A few years ago, the idea of having a word to define your intentions and desires for your year became highly popular. I wasn’t resistant to the idea, but I’m so analytical that’s it’s hard for me to pin it…
Tips on self-care: Having compassion on yourself
I confess that when I started hearing the concept of self-care more and more lately, I mentally put it in the categories of “selfishness” and “self-indulgence.” It wasn’t really an active, conscious thought, more of an immediate dismissal. But as…
When you’re a grown-up and are still staying up way too late reading
I was so engrossed in a book last night that I stayed up until 3:45 reading. (No, I didn’t finish it, I’m still only only 40% in according to my trusty Kindle.) While I do read before bed every night,…
Ohio in the fall
Fall in Ohio is beautiful. I miss the Hudson Valley (we lived for nearly 10 years in New York), and the mountains there make some of the views more spectacular, but I feel like Ohio’s autumns linger just a little…
Autumn is delicious
Spring is my favorite season, but fall comes in for a close second. I find myself during this time of year gasping and looking and generally reveling in the gorgeous foliage. When the sun hits it at just the right…
I’ll miss this
I remember when my children were small, a phrase I heard a lot was, “Cherish these moments. They don’t last long,” or something similar. Now, I have heard lots of moms say they resent hearing this. “I’m tired,” they say….
Rambling thoughts about libraries and old books
Remember when libraries were full of old books alongside the new ones? And older ones had been read so often that they started to fall apart so they were rebound? I miss those days. As a person who loves books,…
Fall, leggings, and apple crisp
My favorite season is spring, but there is something special about fall. I love how I can start pulling out sweaters and leggings no longer make my legs feel like puddles of sweat under plastic cling wrap. (I live in…