Happy Christmas
[My tree, December 2008.] But that was not the same snow,” I say. “Our snow was not only shaken from white wash buckets down the …
[My tree, December 2008.] But that was not the same snow,” I say. “Our snow was not only shaken from white wash buckets down the …
I think it’s that time of year again — the time to wear sweaters. Currently I am snuggling up and to a deliciously soft, warm, …
[Wildcat Beach, Pt. Reyes National Seashore, July 2008.] I’m at my parents’ house for the long weekend and the kitchen has been filled up with …
[Saturday snack, August 2008.] Last night I walked home from work, all the way up Market to the art supply store to pick up watercolor …
[Soup and cranberry juice, one of my favorite dinners, November 2008.] The trouble with leftovers is that you can get tired of them. Or, at …
[Jessica’s flowers, November 2008.] Though I was in DC for less than 48 hours, I managed to: revisit many old neighborhoods; have brunch (eggs Florentine, …
[Mushroom galette, November 2008.] There are days when all I think about is food — the preparing of it, how well certain dishes will pair …
[San Francisco, looking west, February 2008.] I wrote out some cards last night — thank-yous, which are my very favorite kind — and as I …
[My true love, roasted cauliflower, November 2008.] The air smells delicious up north especially when it rains, as it did on Saturday; on the drive …