As long as we are persistent... we will continue to grow. We cannot choose the day or time when we will fully bloom. It happens in its own t...

How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, When memory plays an old tune on the heart. - Eliza Cook Vanilla shortbread with a glossy glazi...

Today I wish I was Italian. Today I wish I could ride my bike down the Italian coast, drinking in the sun and the salty waves and the baked...

Even here. Even amidst junk from my past, decay from hopes that grew and hopes that fell, and hardened, bulbous knot...

Who so loves believes the impossible. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning Loving and believing today... and hoping, in similar fashion... the sa...

Hi. Hey there. It's me. Betcha thought I fell down a well or something, didn't you? Nah, I'm here. (Here being a hotel in Arkans...

Image from Apron Anatomy I bought this apron last week. It was, I suppose, a sort of congratulations present to myself. Ridiculous, right? ...

...flowers from the store. ...wooden scoops, ready for a farm. ... Melody Gardot , singing. ...dreams, still thick in my morning mind. ...c...

I have to say: washing, photographing and posting the Green Glass Grab goodies to eBay took much longer than I anticipated. Seriously. Now ...

So sometime in college, around age 20, I fell for vintage green glass. I fell hard. I loved how the deeply cut, emerald-hued pieces reminded...

January is good for napping. I think we should start referring to these 31 days as the National Month of Rest . National Resting Month . I ...

Today I'm celebrating three things that make me weepy proud and inspire me daily: 1. The Preemptive Love Coalition . Started by Jessica,...

While browsing the discount fabric at Hobby Lobby yesterday, I came across this pieced yardage of red and white gingham, cheerful plaid, fi...

Cold day. Even the light feels cold. My eyes ache for something green on days like this one. I get home and fuss around the house, moving va...

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Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold cl...

I don't suppose I'm unlike other girls out there... grappling with things life has dealt me, wrestling with pain people (mostly men...

In my dream you were there. But she was, too. I woke up tangled in sheets, my pillow wet with tears. I decide to go shopping. Still have so ...

At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year. - Thomas Tusser Tiny sweaters, stiched from felt scraps and emb...

Okay. Strange time for this picture, I know, considering it was taken last summer as I lazily napped and read alongside the Dolores River i...