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| Current ArticlesThis feed's current articles are shown below. Subscribe for updates to all the content available in this feed, or click through here to see the original article. Hello, my name is Marilyn and some people say I am a tea nerd. As a young girl, I was raised by a single mom. Occasionally she would get depressed, especially about finances. There were a couple times where she suggested we take one Lipton teabag and make a pot of tea with a side of toast cut in what she called soldiers, strips of toasted... Read the whole entry... »
We went away for the weekend—to a place we’d never been before. No familiar routines, no rhythm to predict what came next. As soon as we stepped out of our normal world, something strange happened: time stopped behaving. When you leave your comfort zone, you leave behind the invisible scaffolding that holds your days together: the daily... Read the whole entry... »
- Easter Morning
- The Feast of Light
- You are Awesome
- A Little Bit of Everything Lovely
- Carrying Steadfastness
Our niece Juliette and her husband Stephan invited us to Switzerland, to the Hotel Cailler. Before meeting them, we spent the night in Gruyères.
Little did we know that the utterly enchanting town had a Christmas market going on. It was charming — such a delightful surprise!
Gruyères itself is steeped in history: a... Read the whole entry... »
The plaster busts stare. They never say much, but they take everything in. From their shelves, they admire themselves—caught in the mirror’s reflection—while the Christmas tree twinkles behind them like they’re posing for a holiday portrait. The whole scene gives them a fresh bit of ego, just to make them feel important. If they... Read the whole entry... »
As I was cleaning up in the kitchen, I could hear little sounds—an unusual kind of silence, the kind that happens when two small children are doing something they know they shouldn’t be doing. As I dried my hands on the dish towel, I peeked into the living room to see what was going on. The Two Pickles had discovered where I kept the... Read the whole entry... »
Finding a French love letter is a rare feat. Understandably, who’s gonna let go of a love letter? A French legal document from the 1600s sure let those go- but a love letter? Recently, I came across a small bundle of 19th-century letters- folded, yellowed, and edged with delicate embossing, written by children to their grandparents, parents,... Read the whole entry... »
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