In The Yellow House

At 2:27 pm my first child was born and in the blink of an eye, I am the mother of a 15-year old son of whom I am very proud. As a first bor...

What does it mean when you find your 15-year old son's childhood blanket in a ziploc bag on his desk? Never mind. I don't want to...

The first tomato of the season from one of our roof top plants . A prolific, rare, Russian tomato variety.  Beautiful, smooth, round, ...

Last week when the horrible heat broke for about 10 minutes. The kids came out. It didn't last long because of the choking humidity. ...

Once again, Rebecca was kind enough to share one of her many skills and teach in the Nourish kitchen. This time - pro biotic sodas. My new f...

A week ago with the 3 big kids gone to Nantucket (I know, right?) Doug and I took the opportunity to enjoy the baby one as an only child. We...

Well, here we are again.  The oppressively humid days of a mid-western summer. This sight, Henry giving Junie the ice cream cone he hadn...