A week or two ago, after a particularly atrocious day with children and school, and life, I stayed awake much of the night pondering the idea of atmosphere in the home. As I've written before, the responsibility of the mother for this atmosphere can occasionally feel like a real drag. Sometimes it makes me want … Continue reading The Atmosphere a Child Breathes
time to stand and stare
Last year I came across a poem that I love. It meant a lot to me, because although I love to stand and stare, I often don't have (or make) the time! A few weeks ago I was at my favorite Goodwill and found a beautiful book in the poetry section. For any Tasha Tudor … Continue reading time to stand and stare
