A quiet afternoon at home—simmer pot on the stove, jars of castile soap filled, a picnic spread out for the children on the living room floor, cozy pants on, and nothing pressing. Just tending to small, ordinary things that make a home feel loved.
Candle-making has become one of my little homemaking tricks — truly embarrassing how easy it is. This week I melted down some wax, grabbed an old bone broth jar I’d heroically saved years ago for a time such as this, and stirred in a splash of butterscotch extract I found hiding in my pantry. Then…
Sometimes the week feels like a little carousel of cozy rituals — like whipping up my very fussy (joking) herbal remedy for cold-and-flu season (read: 1/4 cup honey, 1 tbs turmeric, a crack of black pepper and prayer). And then there’s my trusty sourdough, the one I’ve baked so many times I could do it…
The second I see a leaf fall from a tree, out come the stack of worn, well-loved fall picture books. We’ve read these same stories every autumn since my oldest was just a baby, pages softened by little hands and cozy afternoons. We curl up together, breathing in the shift of the season, and let…
It was one of those cozy Fall days where I decided to light some candles, pull out the tablecloth, and make a comforting Supper pasta dish (decided on pumpkin gnocchi instead). It was an ordinary, yet, for no-good-reason – really, very special day. Here are some of my favorites from the day. And further down,…
I love the feel of chilly mornings with a warm cup of coffee, savoring the sweetness of the changing of the season. Spending the day cleaning the house in my chunky knit sweater and buttery soft leggings. Here’s all my favs for this special kind of day. Chunky knit sweater Buttery soft leggings Fuller Brush…
Today felt like the kind of day I’ll want to tuck away in my memory forever. A slow morning slipped into an afternoon of productive homemaking—roast roasting, laundry folded, and a little deep cleaning while my favorite candle flickered it’s glow through the living room. My eldest and I lost ourselves in the pages of…
Lately, I keep daydreaming about these golden September days—the ones that still call for a floral spaghetti strap dress, but with just enough cool in the air to warrant snuggling up with a flannel blanket. In my favorite mug is a London Fog latte, and my latest read – My Dear Hemlock. For now, this…
