Hortus Deliciarum

Flights booked, tickets in hand, we will be off to England to visit my in-laws in January. It doesn’t seem like over two years since we moved to Seattle from Manchester but, in the interim, a two-year-old has sprouted into a four-year-old: I’m already making plans for what I’m going to do while I’m there […]

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After a few angry posts, here’s some entirely happy, cheery content, for your viewing enjoyment. Ranunculus, taken this spring. The view from my parents’ shared cabin on the water. Orchids from one of my favorite nurseries, Molbak’s, in Woodinville. My son, smelling some daffodils earlier this spring (he’s convinced they have a scent). Little boy, […]

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A couple of months ago I set up a Monday Munchie Club at work.  Ten or eleven of us volunteered to take turns bringing in treats on a Monday.  Now, I didn’t specify what type of “treat” people needed to bring.  I didn’t care if they brought in fruit, home-baked cookies, or something else altogether.  […]

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My son. He is gorgeous. Enough said. More pictures to follow once my dear friend Maricar does our long-overdue family photo shoot this weekend!

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So, my new discovery over the weekend, as I suspect was true for a number of us, was that airplanes can get lost over the Atlantic ocean and not just in TV shows. You can imagine, then, the depth of worry I had yesterday as my dad flew from N’Djamena, Chad to Paris, to Atlanta, […]

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This morning, I ate a bowl of Rice Krispies for my grandpa. My relationship with my maternal grandmother was always difficult – the reasons why are long and convoluted but suffice it to say that, as dearly as I love her, as a child and teenager we frequently clashed. My grandpa was easier for me […]

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