autumn eats.

the palate of changing seasons. for fall, everything gets heartier and more indulgent, for me at least. so, over on my garden to goodness  page I am adding a few fall-friendly recipes as well as some staples in my kitchen. first up is the much requested oat milk tutorial. it’s so creamy and delicious AND simple. there…

hand me another lemon.

hey life, hand me another lemon. I dare you. I’m not really sure if I’m being prepared for the life of an expert lemonade maker or if the universe is so full of sour that we all have to take on this much. but what I want to dive right into this week is how…

the laws of harvest.

do you remember the first time you failed at something? how about the first time you had to live with the consequences of that failure? when I was kindergarten, I made a parachute out of craft paper & yarn to assist in the free-fall of my twin sister from our playhouse. thought out, to the…

ladyfest dayton 2018.

a very sweaty room full of people, most of them friends I love so much. a little stumble in the beginning. and a last minute decision to go on stage barefoot. thanks to my sweet girl for always capturing my performances. ladyfest was one for the books. here’s a video of my piece and of…

check in/check out.

I didn’t really have a specific topic to discuss this week. in fact, I almost skipped this week entirely because we have been so damn busy over here. I have an exciting poetry reading this Friday that is occupying most of my free/creative time when we aren’t going from afterschool activities straight to bedtime. but I made…

part time parent. full time mom.

what do I mean when I say, a part time parent but a full time mom. my littles are with me sunday evening through friday at 6:30 pm- unless there is no school on Friday. in which case,  they are home sunday evening through friday at 9:00am, per our agreement. it’s not ideal and would never be…

100 joyful moments.

they say that bad things come in threes. that when it rains it pours. or that you will never be given more than you can handle, even when it feels like you’re drowning. I get frustrated and distracted and even detached. sometimes I feel like it’s 11pm before I get to sit down and everything out…