We always love to hear from readers, and this little note is no exception: “I was catching up on Golden Hours today and I was inspired by Lanier writing about her mom having tea with her and her sister everyday. So I had tea with the girls when they got home from school. It was… Continue Reading The Problem with Blogging
You must remember, garden catalogues are as big liars as house agents. ~Rumer Godden, China Court My relationship with gardening has been a tumultuous affair from day one, fraught with all the heights and depths of a grande amour. Mainly self-taught, my earliest attempts were characterized by rapturous perusals of garden catalogues, advertising such wonders… Continue Reading For Better, For Worse: A Love Affair with Gardening
Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return. You know it’s time for a change when your kid corrects you. It was during family dinnertime, when I was waxing sarcastic about a woman we know who posted on social media daily photos of sunsets and rainbows and dolphins, along with encouraging (but… Continue Reading Why I Gave Up Snark for Lent
I confess, I’ve never hit a cynical patch where Valentine’s is concerned. I’ve always loved it. And with all the rancor in the world of late, the celebration of a day devoted exclusively to love seems more endearing—and more needful—than ever. I didn’t have a Valentine until I was 24, the year Philip and I… Continue Reading Hearts and Flowers (and Chocolate!)
Dear Lanier, It was terribly clever of you to type up an agenda for our little writers’ luncheon yesterday. Without it, I fear we would have held court for even longer than the three hours we occupied our corner of the café. (Although it wasn’t so much our corner, was it? Seeing as despite the… Continue Reading Dear Lanier—Writers’ Luncheon
Every afternoon at precisely four o’clock my mother’s teakettle let off a piercing shriek. It wasn’t just background noise, or an auditory adjective amid the jostle of supper preparations. It was a signal, a summons. And my sister and I knew exactly what it meant: it was time to lay aside whatever we were working… Continue Reading Tea and Civility
“There is nothing that makes me happier than sitting around the dinner table and talking until the candles are burned down.” ~ Madeleine L’Engle, A Circle of Quiet As you’ve likely gathered, the content in this small corner of the web is unapologetically old-fashioned. A new-fashioned concept—at least to those of us outside Scandinavia—is… Continue Reading How Are You Hygge-ing?
A proper piece of poetry should stand on its own—no poem worth its salt should require a backstory. But I don’t claim to be a poet, so here it is: I am reeling from a recent rejection. I talk a big talk about dusting myself off and try, try, trying again. And again. About how the… Continue Reading Last Girl Standing, A Poem (Plus Backstory)
Laura and I have been blessed and delighted by the warm comments, notes, messages and feedback we’ve received over this dear little Golden Hours venture. What started as a fun challenge between two friends has become a sweet community of kindred spirits. What’s more, we’ve been encouraged. Quite simply, you have put us in courage–which… Continue Reading All the Golden Hours
We have a give-away winner! Misty Krasawski, a pristine copy of Madeleine L’Engle’s Walking On Water is headed your way! Thanks to all of you for your comments, encouragements, warm wishes–and for helping spread the word about Golden Hours. Lanier and I have loved working on Golden Hours–from Advent to Epiphany–and we toasted GH last… Continue Reading We Have a Winner! And Cheers to ALL of You…
It’s the glad New Year, and folks are rethinking and regrouping and re-everything-ing. I promised a post on how to re-enchant your life. Alas, I’m not going to be able to deliver. But we are offering another book give-away! (See details at the end of this post.) So I sat down to write this and… Continue Reading Happy New Year, How I Re-Enchanted My Life, and a Golden Hours Give-Away!
I’m an absolute stickler about keeping the full Twelve Days of Christmas; it’s just too great and grand a feast to confine to a few days—even a full week. I’ve waited all year for this: I’m not going to be cheated out of a single second if I can help it. That’s just the thing,… Continue Reading Keeping Christmas
Laura’s disclaimer: I feel like a hypocrite posting this today, of all days–as we undecorated our tree and laid her to rest in the woods, next to the previous years’ Fraser fir carcasses. (RIP Gloria and Holly and Ivy and Carol…) Actually, my sweet husband tackled the project while I slept in (I haven’t been feeling well… Continue Reading (Self-Talk) Seven Ways to Get Over the Post-Christmas Thud
I wrote this piece five years ago, but I’m re-posting it tonight for anyone who might be struggling to find hope for the New Year. Blessings, friends, and every good gift in 2017… In the twelve years that Philip and I have been married, there are only two New Years Eves we’ve spent at home.… Continue Reading The World at Night
For me, Christmas week is all about alternating between ‘pajama days’ and days with family and friends. After a full year–and a busy season of preparation for the year’s crown of Christmastide–a goodly dose of indolence and enjoyment during these blessed Twelve Days is a gift I’ve learned to give myself. I especially love this… Continue Reading Daddy’s Daddy’s Southern Eggnog