Natural parenting

On Saturday morning, I took my daughter to the wild. It was foggy here this weekend.  We looked out the window, at the grey mist touching everything we could see.  What would you like to do today?, I asked her.  Go →MORE...

Yesterday when we were out, Charlotte requested MOOK! PEAS! (milk, please).  It was a hot day, so I looked around for a bench in the shade.  I found one, not altogether secluded and not altogether open, and I cradled my two-year-old →MORE...

Apr 27, 2011
Most days I think about this place and I have no idea what to write.  It’s ironic, really, because I was SO EXCITED to begin blogging about food: politics, culture, industry, gardening, homesteading, recipes, the whole nine yards.  And now I →MORE...

Apr 19, 2011
After a late night filled with bitter herbs and dayenu, I wake up to your ten little piggies in the dark before morning begins.  This is always, Charlotte, my very favorite way to start a day.  I wait for the moon →MORE...

Mar 30, 2011
Is she sleeping?, an older woman asks as she takes a seat beside me.  We’re standing under a tree, facing a flurry of playground activity.  Children are swinging around like banshees.  I love this noise; it makes me smile.  Because it →MORE...