Growing up, my favorite crayon in the 64 pack of Crayolas was Magenta.

Let me introduce my friend, Elizabeth Cassidy!

My Swedish Apple Pie still warm from the oven!

These words are going on a sticky note beside my bed.

I make this tender and delicious bread frequently and share it with my neighbor friends.

Addie was not just any cat. I’m quite sure she was a gift from my father - a man who believed a house was not a home unless it included a feline or two.

Nature can still provide us with so much beauty and a deep sense of peace.

My 69th birthday is Sunday, May 8th. It’s also Mother’s Day, and I am missing the hell out of my mom. She was one smart cookie who taught me some great lessons about living well. NOTE: The image here is a detail from her painting named “Poppies.”

At this stage of life, I try to have as few regrets as possible, but …

This is me – fearless at five. It’s what I aspire to be every day.

This feels like an antidote to the insanity of our world these days.

That’s where I go when things get to people-y.

Can anyone else relate?

The word "home" conjures up so many emotions for me, and houses have always been a powerful visual.

I don’t know about you, but I look like the Michelin Tire Man whenever I go outside these days. It’s so freaking cold, even in Florida!! The antidote is a delicious pot of soup, and my favorite, Curried Red Lentil, is easy peasy.