As I sit here and write, the wind is stripping the last bit of gold from swaying sticks outside.  Fall has always been my favorite season, and I usually come out with a bang, changing up the décor, making way for pumpkins and spice and everything nice.   Then, before we know it, a soft blanket of snow will greet us one …

I came into summer with expectations.  Not absurd expectations, like winning the lottery, but summer expectations.  I hoped for warmth and sunshine, which until recently we’ve experienced very little of.  I wanted to hike and work on furniture projects; but both have been hindered by mysterious health issues.  I hoped to get a lot of things done, to check off my to-do …

He called me Easter morning before we headed off to church. My husband and his parents spent nearly a week driving from Pheonix, Arizona, through Canada and then to our home in Alaska. Six LONG days of driving. “We just saw about ten swans on a lake as we were driving by,” he said, “maybe they’re stopping here and on their way …

The snow has been in a hurry to melt the last couple of weeks. The drift that locked the greenhouse door shut all winter quickly evaporated and we could let ourselves in. My husband and boys, already infected by spring fever went out to work, organizing the glass house. When we moved in last summer, the amazing greenhouse became little more …

Ever since we’ve moved to our new house last May, I have found myself pretty content with the furniture we have in our main living area.  Of course, it is always subject to change should a more perfect and reasonably priced piece present itself.  However, I feel the overall flow works in style, color, and family friendliness.  The one exception I …

Happy New Year everyone!  Can you believe it’s 2017?!  I’m dragging my feet a little as I do with every new year.  It’s change after all, I’m not overly fond of change.  And it’s January, which equates to total and complete utter darkness in our home by the mountains in Alaska (okay, so we get 2 hours of direct sunlight …

Several years ago my Dad came back from visiting his family in Wisconsin. With him, he brought home some treasures from his family and past.  My siblings and I always love digging through the artifacts representing family and memories that were always at a distance from our Alaskan home.  On this particular occasion my dad brought a carefully preserved Harry and David’s …

I wasn’t planning on posting this week. Between life with a 3 month old, and overcoming multiple birthdays, and a dark Alaska that is tricky to photograph anything, I thought I had nothing to share.  But I as I sat alone nursing my baby in the mom’s room at church on Sunday, I had an opportunity to journal thoughts that I …