Live With Flair

This morning, I wake up after a day in bed with a fever and aches.  The sun finally shines, and the whole world seems to

This morning I see my husband creeping around the outside of the house in the pouring rain.  He’s checking the gutter system. “How are they?”

Today it rained all day. (Not the big kind of rain, but the small kind of drizzle that’s enough to keep you inside but not

This morning in church, we read from 1 Kings 17 the story of the Widow at Zarephath.  Elijah comes to her and asks of her

She’s seven!  She’s a bike-riding, soccer-playing, worm-finding kind of girl.  She’s also a fashionista.  So when she wanted fashionable cupcakes, I knew I had no

I tell my neighbor that my attempt to make ice-cream cone cupcakes by filling cones with cake batter and baking them failed miserably.  They exploded! 

I arrive at another Italian Mamas’ lunch (this time, eggplant parmigiana, pesto, roasted peppers, mozzarelle, anchovies–and that’s just the beginning), and I’m told to “bring

Today, the bright blue wildflowers cover the forest floor.  The poor light on this damp morning doesn’t make for good photography, but it can’t matter.

It’s one of those moody and indecisive days. One minute, the chilly air sends me searching for a sweater, and the next minute, the warm

Apparently, the chicken wire fence does not descend deep enough.  The groundhog has returned, and this time, within the boundaries of the carefully prepared soil