Today I googled pictures of Hygge. Never one to be on time for a trend, this Christmas I deemed our house hygge central, with candles and blankets and herbal teas and wooly socks everywhere. It could also be called The Sick House, for our home has been that, too.
Read moreCommit the Golden Days to Memory
Once a year I come on here and bemoan All The Things and apologize for Not Posting Regularly. Blogging is such a peculiar art as, with most online media, one feels like one has to be present all the time, and if one is not...
Read moreSick for Advent
I had some big plans. Well, maybe not big plans, but other plans. I thought about re-examining the Peace Experiment of 2013, or acquiescing to peer pressure and venturing into Voskamp territoy with The Greatest Gift, or even just getting up a few minutes earlier...
Read morePaying attention on the line
Once a week or so Matt will follow me out to the back garden while I'm hanging that day's wash to dry. "You don't have to do this, you know," he says. And I do know. We have a dryer, which is surprisingly efficient in comparison to the loooong whirs of washing cycles.
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