Dear Ones,

Dear Ones,

Just popping in to say that I've finally completed and dispatched the first installment in what I hope will be a weekly newsletter chronicling our restoration story. I'm still overwhelmed by your response to my query, and I sincerely hope I didn't miss anyone who...

Good is Always Coming

Good is Always Coming

January 3, 2018 It is the tenth day of Christmas, and the third of a brand new year. I’m sitting at my little desk in the waning light of a January day. Even from this distance, I can hear the sounds of hammerings and saws coming from the house, the occasional...

Christmas in a Construction Zone

Christmas in a Construction Zone

Dear Ones, Just popping in on this early December morning to say that I haven't forgotten about the newsletter! I've been working away on the first installment (which includes a brief history of our house) in the few spare moments this phase of the restoration...

Counting Mercies

Counting Mercies

It’s a most unusual Thanksgiving. Instead of the typical flurry of preparation, I spent the morning scouring the internet for antique slag glass lamps (I’m obsessed) and historic wallpaper patterns. Afterwards, a leisurely ramble through the pasture with the animals,...

The Worst of Times; The Best of Times

The Worst of Times; The Best of Times

October 26, 2017 Five months ago this night I innocently threw a load of sheets and towels in the dryer, and the next thing I knew, my house was in flames. “Contents fire,” the forensics experts agreed, with clinical detachment. In other words, they had no idea what...

A Burden of Thanks

A Burden of Thanks

Dear Friends, In purely musical terms, a burden is a good thing: a continual refrain rounding up and affirming the essence of a song. And if the song embedded in this season of life is a bit difficult for me to make out at times, the burden is unmistakable: thank you....

homesick

homesick

Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don't be afraid. ~Frederick Buechner This is not the next post I expected to write, and it’s certainly not the post I want to write. But you dear readers have followed my journey here in sunshine and in...

Emerald Hours

Emerald Hours

If there’s anything cozier than holing up in an Airstream during a thunderstorm, I’d like to know what it is. Better than the proverbial rain on a tin roof is the rhythmic tattoo of a downpour on a tin can camper. After three weeks of sunshine, a few days of showers...

An Odoriferous Alchemy

An Odoriferous Alchemy

The first three months of this year were filled to bursting with good things. School resumed with Hilary term in January, and although I was only taking one class (Italian Renaissance Art), it was every bit the challenge that my previous Oxford courses have led me to...

Afresh

Afresh

My dear friend Sarah had an enchanting post today about May Morning in Oxford. It's a pageant I've always longed to witness, and one which Philip and I have promised ourselves we'll experience in person one day. Reading about it in her words, luminous with her joy,...

Advent: a sonnet

Advent: a sonnet

I had the honor and pleasure of teaming up with illustrator Jonny Jimison for The Rabbit Room's collaborative Advent project pairing poets and artists. Jonny did a fantastic job illustrating my sonnet: Also, here's something fun: a podcast I recorded with Joshua Klos...

Heart's Open Door

Heart's Open Door

Hello, friends. I hope you’re each enjoying this second week of Advent. Second week already? How can it be? One of the interesting things about being a writer is that you tend to experience and observe life at the same time. I’ve generally got a commentary humming...