confessions of a hopeless gardner

confessions of a hopeless gardner

Once upon a time, I grew an herb garden. I had more parsley, cilantro, and rosemary to chop than my fingers could handle. Then, after the kids were born, said garden proceeded to die in a blaze of Alabama heat and glory.   And so did each and every plant I...
lost, on our way to found

lost, on our way to found

I’ve been meaning to write this one for a while.  It’s been some time since we talked about homeschooling. Our year started like this, all painted crafts and lesson plans.  It was a grand idea, and a grand plan, and it may have remained exactly the same if...
grossest. post. ever.

grossest. post. ever.

I could have left well enough alone. Probably should have. I’m almost certain I’ll regret posting this, as it will surely disgust the strongest-stomached of you out there. But it was kind of a cruddy day, and I needed a little humor to lighten my life a...

why not?

I love happy endings. You know what I mean.  None of us goes to the theater or out so we can get gloomier. As I notice the world around us tell us we can’t do more because we aren’t enough, or just because we can’t, I’m more and more drawn to...

25 Things

It’s been a while… 1.  I’ve never worked so hard in my life. 2.  The shop is equal parts inspiration and vigor + responsibility and burden. 3.  Don’t get me wrong, I love it–we’re just working, y’all! 4.  I’m on a...