Longings
Last week, I read Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm as part of my summer of nostalgic rereading.
Last week, I read Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm as part of my summer of nostalgic rereading.
Self-indulgent though it may be, I have declared June a month-long birthday celebration.
As a bit of a follow up to yesterday’s post — something I have found to be true much of the time is that if I put something on the calendar (even
Here is a list of mine:
This is a mix of nostalgia, aspiration, and loose association. What would you add?
This week in review:
I’ve noticed that when friends invite me to join them at
At the conference last week, I participated in
I brought home an interesting find from my grandmother’s house (Bubby said I could).
Today is the 23rd of Sivan, which is my Hebrew birthday. It is also the date