- on orchardsI think it was when we were walking the trail in the field, when I was in labor with Beatrice, and Jeremy and
- them applesWilting spearmint, an almost-finished cup of coffee, a stray apple, and the two-year-old who’s after it. She’s already eaten an apple this morning,
- gardenersI plant seeds in the garden, and then spend the next several days anxiously walking up and down the rows, looking for signs
- gallimaufry (april 2018)How do you like that word? It means “a confused jumble or medley of things”. Like the kids’ toy box, or maybe that
- rock haulersCan anything spark more joy in the life of a child than a huge pile of something to be shoveled? …Well, it depends on what’s in the pile, I guess, but a pile of rocks is certainly the cause of great excitement. Anselm and Ephraim had already taken shovels to it before I even had
- more kitchen developmentsIdeally each separate facet of the kitchen should probably have its own separate blog post, but at this stage of things (read: pregnancy) it’s easier to just throw everything together in one blog-posty pot, stir frequently, and serve while still warm.
- the kitchen (open shelves inspo)Last post I talked about our switch from (closed) vintage metal cabinets to an all-open shelving look for our kitchen lowers. the basic idea I’m wanting a really simple and straightforward look, like these in the Gaines’ laundry room. We particularly like the slats on the bottom of the shelves and will probably do that.
- open shelves in the kitchen–but not the kind you’re thinking of.I have this theory that you’re wandering into dangerous DIY design territory when you can’t find any pictures on Pinterest to show what you’re thinking about doing. This happened to me twice this weekend: once in regards to window trim (I’ll talk about that in a different post) and again concerning our lower kitchen cabinets,
- moving rooms & the hand-painted dot wallSome nesting periods start rather mildly, with the washing of baby clothes and assembling of cribs. Others are a little more forceful, with packing up your bedroom and your nursery and informing your husband that you’re ready to switch the two rooms (at about 5:00 in the afternoon, when you ought to be getting dinner