Happy October, friends! As I write this post, I’m cuddled up under a blanket, and grudgingly just turned on the heat for the first time this season. The good news? My new house seems to have a pretty efficient heating system for a 110 year old structure. The bad news? Heating bills are imminent I love fall when the sun is out and the sky is gleaming blue, but when we’ve got hurricanes threatening and rain coming down, it’s a bit foreboding. Good thing I have a fridge full of fig bars and pumpkin tassies and Reese’s pieces cookies (recipes all coming soon!) that I’ve packed away so I can eat my feelings about the impending cold weather. No wonder I’ve needed to work harder at the gym lately! (more…)
Summer is a season of abundance, and the abundance is all around. In this summer’s earliest days, I’ve watched my small garden blossom. I’ve spent hours ambling through my parents’ overflowing gardens, marveling at the beauty of all that new life. I’ve walked outside and felt the sunshine streaming down, creating a feeling of more indulgence than I think I’m entitled to. I’ve felt the grass in the backyard of my new home under my toes, a mix of exhilaration and pride overwhelming the fear of this new responsibility. My life feels incredibly abundant lately — and the feeling of fullness sometimes makes me feel like I might explode. (more…)
Today marks 5 years since this little blog came into being. I started writing upon my return home from a semester abroad in Australia, fresh off of the best experience of my life, and craving a way to channel all of my energy and excitement. College graduation loomed just months away, and I had few concerns beyond securing a post-grad job, and packing as much fun into those last months as possible. I had no idea what the future would hold, but I had a lot of big dreams and high expectations, and was excited to see how it’d all play out. (more…)
As a kid, I thought Halloween was an epically awesome holiday. I mean, how can you not love a day that revolves solely around candy? Especially for someone like me, who has an insatiable sweet tooth. I can remember many a Halloween-eve, putting the finishing touches on that year’s costume at my Grandparents’ house, before we would venture out for trick-or-treating. After we’d filled our candy bags to the brim, and our parents had tired of walking the streets in the bitter cold, we’d retreat to my Grandparents’ living room and sort our candy — piles of chocolate and non-chocolate first, and then specific types of each candy if there was enough of it. Bartering ensued before we dove in to actually eat it, and I always liked this part the most – apparently I was already starting to become a type A negotiator as a little tyke! (more…)
The older I get, the more I come to realize the way memories take shape as they fade into the canvas of our lives. Moments of deep loss and suffering lose their heightened pain — a dull ache slowly replaces them — and those more perfect, luminescent moments soften too, so when you think back on them they’re simply shrouded in a warm glow. It’s the way we humans survive, I think, because those insane peaks and valleys would be all too much to bear if their strength and intensity never softened, making room for those that come next. Life is all about the ebb and flow — the good and the bad moments, the successes and failures — they all somehow work together to create a unique set of circumstances that paint the picture of each individual life. (more…)
Have you ever tried to locate a bag of cinnamon baking chips in September in the Greater Boston Area? If not, don’t bother — been there, tried that, failed miserably. I even had my coworker go on a hunt of her own for me, to no avail. Who knew it would be so hard to track down one single ingredient? I even checked Amazon, but at over $4 for a tiny bag, I just couldn’t justify the purchase. So I made my own rendition of these blondies instead.
Peach season is undoubtedly one of my favorites. There is little as wonderful as biting into a fragrant, juicy peach, and feeling the juice dribble down your chin and arms as you enjoy the true flavor of summer. I hate getting messy when I eat, but I love peaches, so I’ve learned to just let it slide. Last fall I went apple picking, and can remember sneaking into the cordoned off peach part of the orchard, plucking the last of the plump orange fruits from the trees. Those peaches were incredible — so fragile and tender I had to carry them oh-so-gently back to the car, carefully giving them their own space on the car seat for the ride home. But they were worth it — rule breaking and all. (more…)