Books for the right time, place, and company.

Of gardens and gardeners.

New lives for old things.

Grab hold to those who hold you up.

If we can’t hear what isn’t working, how can we know what IS?

Yesterday at the Go Station, I watched her get some of that life back.

What will be different this time?

A cornucopia of shared connections and small delights.

Why do we equate being a loved and loving mother, with being a mother above all?

Among the delights to a new baby, is thinking what we might give.

Making art with joy, but no guarantees.

My latest local reading list—in all its gritty city glory.