The house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace. -Gaston Bachelard I...

       

 Anything for a quiet life.  -Thomas Middleton    Cloudy morning. Dark, quiet kitchen. Herbs dry above the sink. Plants stand up for the lig...

I live in a little red house at the top of a small hill. Have I said? She sits, solemn and weathered, under two oak trees. Her red wooden bo...

...their fruit will be for food, and their leaves for medicine. -Ezekiel 47:12  Herbs. So many folks I talk to these days are intereste...

It's one of those mornings: cloudy, windy, heavy. Through the waving grass and knocking branches, bird songs come, carried on the wind. ...

The garden is going in. The garden is going in! After months of dog-earing seed catalogues, sending away for heirloom and organic seeds, and...

I love that God created strawberries. I love that God thought of music. I really love that God made orchids. I mean, it isn't hard to f...

Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them. -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe My Grandfather wrote letters to...

A gray, gusty, golden-leafed afternoon. When lunch was done, I drove the short drive to family land on O'Farrell Road. I was on a missi...

Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today. - James Dean One of my dreams: to go grape stomping before I turned t...

Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for. - Joseph Addison I cou...

There's such magic here. At Freeman House. When you're away you forget, but then you come home and there it is. Oh, hello magic . ...

The town is man's world, but this country life is of God. - William Cowper The stump grinding man is coming this morning. Just typing...

Your life is an occasion. Rise to it. - Dustin Hoffman in Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium My birthdays have always had two faces: signi...

It's moments like these you realize you're blessed. Blessed beyond belief. It's those quiet moments... those hushed, still secon...

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there within me lay an invincible summer. - Albert Camus Strange how the bitterness of winter ...