This was our day. We woke up to the rain, windows closed the night before in preparation. It was a rainy morning almost like any other, and we sat in our pajamas and watched the rain fall. The water pooled in both the front and backyards. The basement leaked. The radio talked. The phone rang…
Archives for August 2011
my favorite
This is it.These last weeks of August leading into the first weeks in September–I could live in this time forever. In New England, the shift always comes in one day. Wednesday, it is summer, and the air is hot, and the fan stays directed at the bed all night. Cooking means watermelon, because who could…
vegetable tart
This is it. These last weeks of August leading into the first weeks in September–I could live in this time forever. In New England, the shift always comes in one day. Wednesday, it is summer, and the air is hot, and the fan stays directed at the bed all night. Cooking means watermelon, because who…
peace flags
Sometimes I laugh at myself for loving my laundry line so much. Little pleasures. Happy Saturday, friends!
how to freeze corn
I’m relieved, because of course I love them, and I’m glad to have them home and all that. But really, honestly, I just don’t know how I would have shucked all this corn by myself. Rosie has recently inherited Maia’s little ipod shuffle, and Maia loaded it up for her with Lady Gaga and Abba…