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Harvesting
“It is only the farmer who faithfully plants seeds in the spring, who reaps a harvest in the autumn.” Spring rolled into summer and summer rushed into autumn. A thousand changes in those seasons and...
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The valley of fog
The flowers on the kitchen counter caught my eye as I pulled open the front door. I was heading out to run errands, which is something I do a lot now that I live in the US. The flowers were from...
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Navel gazing in the new year
“What are your resolutions?” I asked, while having lunch with my family in early January. When it was Scott’s turn to answer, he said, “I don’t believe in making them for the sake of it. I’ll make...
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A modern day hope chest
Historically, a hope chest was filled with bed linens, towels, special clothing, and sometimes silverware and dishes in anticipation of married life. The idea was that when the woman left to get...
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The fourth dimension
52 weeks ago, I was standing in Boots, the one off Piccadilly Circus, stocking up on 3-for-2 beauty products I feared I’d be unable to buy in the US. I was going out for dinner later, but I had some...
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Puppyhood
“Ok, here’s another one. Looks like it’s normal,” I said, from behind my computer screen. In the past, I could have been talking about a suspicious mole, a particular health ailment, a furnace issue, a...
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Hoist your sail when the wind is fair
Happy New Year. I’m not two months late. Remember when I said my new year didn’t start until the one-year-mark of our US move? That was Sunday. And it passed right by. Quietly, unceremoniously. Nothing...
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The Space We Keep
Years ago, I was groped by a stranger on an overcrowded train in London. I could tell you how my husband ran two miles to the station to meet me after I called him in tears. That would certainly be...
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This book called marriage
On this day ten years ago, we were walking, arm in arm, on a parade field near a small white chapel in Virginia. When we stopped in a shady spot for some respite from the May sunshine, a ladybug landed...
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Good and true
As our time in the UK came to a close, I went on a buying frenzy. I was determined to find pieces – from furniture to fabrics – that celebrated my life over there, that made me smile when I looked at...
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