A brief walk in the woods on a cold, crisp, clear day. Even in the middle of winter, the woods are beautiful. Look at that tree trunk. Isn’t it incredible? Celia got new glasses and decided she looks “amazing.” Since she is twelve and in the depths of twelve-year-old insecurities this was so nice to hear. We all need to admit a bit more often that we are just amazing. My parents celebrated fifty years of marriage. We had a party. Since the fiftieth anniversary is the golden anniversary this definitely counts as a golden moment. I took my son, who deals with a chronic health condition, to a new…

A perfect cup of tea out of a pretty mug on a cold morning. It was sipped while curled up under my favorite cozy but slightly ugly afghan. What a peaceful way to start the day. A fancy box of chocolates bought for no reason and shared around the table on a Monday night after dinner. Sitting with my husband looking out at this view. We both took the day off and went out to lunch, to the park, and to visit my grandmother. My husband proposed to me looking out at this view over twenty-eight years ago. A book I forgot I ordered showed up in the mail. This…

If I am totally honest, it hasn’t felt like there have been a lot of golden moments in my life lately.  The rain has been non-stop and everything is still dingy and brown. My schedule has been crazy busy. I have had a constantly ill child. People have been annoying. I have wanted to throw up my hands, shout “forget it” at the sky, and curl up on the couch for the foreseeable future. But I haven’t.  I have kept trudging on through and, if I look back, there have been some bright spots. That is why I like writing these posts.  It forces me to appreciate the little moments,…

I was going to write a post about books for your horse-mad child.  The stack of books has been sitting on the floor next to the couch for a week now.  It will probably still be there next week.  And there we have the perils of January.  Good intentions go by the wayside, blog posts never get written, and I continue to attempt to sink the January blues in countless books and too much chocolate.  There are worse ways to go. However, this is not a post in which to moan about winter but instead, one that requires concentrating on the bright spots and there have been a few scattered…