Keeping Christmas

I’ve been looking forward to this day all year long. After a blessed week of merrymaking with my loved ones, of comings and goings, of a constantly running dishwasher and overflowing rooms, of precious family and friends-like-family under my roof and gathered around...

Seeds of Love

I am so sick of death. It’s been a year of bereavement. Even before Daddy died we were mourning the cruel progress of disease, hearts fainting before the horrors of each new stage. There were bright moments of sweetness and light, to be sure, little triumphs of love...

And the winner is…

It is my great pleasure to announce that the winner of “The Art of Tasha Tudor” giveaway is none other than… Elyce Westby! Congratulations, Elyce! If you will send me your mailing address via the Contact Form on the web journal or the bookshop, or a...

Tidings from the Bookshop!

I have such happy news today: after weeks of work (mostly on my husband’s part), the Bookshop has received a massive update and overhaul! I am so excited to introduce all the changes we’ve made. One request I’ve consistently heard over the five years since I launched...

House of Feasting

I appropriated Daddy’s old hunting jacket for my barn coat. It still smells like him; every time I put it on it’s like he’s putting his arms around me. Some days, this fills me with a warm, gentle joy; others, it makes me want to pound my fists and rail against death....