Live With Flair

This day brought forth threats of rain, ominous clouds, and wind.  Although we had patches of sunshine, the morning mostly promised nothing of bright vibrant

This morning on the walk to school, my oldest complains and complains and complains about the state standardized testing she must endure this week.  She’s

Every morning, we race out to the side of the house to check if the daffodils have bloomed.       Not yet.  Soon, but

Jack’s never going to get another eye. I realize this fact as I call to him; he has to turn his whole head to see

Last night, my dear friend uses the verb flourish, and I just can’t get the word out of my mind.  It shimmers.  It resonates with

This week, I learn that you don’t have to use pastry crust if you want a great quiche. You can use potatoes! If you grate

I swing the windows wide open and send my daughters outside.  It’s over sixty degrees today, and after a long winter, today feels Bermuda hot. 

 I spill out of the woods onto the meadow. I see the way the late afternoon sunlight strikes the raw, brittle plants that rise up

I finish watching Hugo with my children, and we all have tears in our eyes.  The story strikes deep into the heart as the final