Glover Gardens was bestowed the gift of a grandchild earlier this year. We’re calling him GK#1 here in the blog, perhaps to be followed by GK#2, GK#3, etc.
Sometimes, people die because they feel “less than”; they die because they think they’re alone. They think they’re the only ones crying in the night, because they’re crying alone and don’t feel safe enough to talk about it. We. Have. To Talk. About. It.
Smart children prove the concept of knowledge transfer on the 5-minute appetizer formula.
This is a story about how a gift of homemade jelly made its way into an appetizer, and a formula / template recipe for throwing together a 5-minute appetizer.
Talk of poems and prayers and promises and things that we believe in;
How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care;
How long it’s been since yesterday and what about tomorrow?
What about our dreams and all the memories we share?
These images are from a photo safari I undertook this week in Jefferson, Colorado, in between intense empathy and hand-wringing.
I’m fascinated by the dandelion; such a temporal thing it is. Transient, and yet tenacious, it grows, blooms, morphs, and flies away, above the fray, to plant seeds (and a new life) somewhere else.
A tiny bar below the stairs has been the source of fun but has also put the messy pantry on display.
Today, on Labor Day, I’m thinking of the many people I know who are laboring or heavy-laden, and I pray for them to find respite, peace, healing, comfort and support.
I had a little fun after the first day of demo on Thursday. Join me in the kitchen as we say a last goodbye.
I won’t miss the pink tile or the tight spaces, but I wouldn’t trade the memories we’ve made here in this galley kitchen for anything.
We continue to prepare for “the siege” (our kitchen remodel) at Glover Gardens and I’m packing up the pantry today.
The kitchen at Glover Gardens is about to be dismantled and remade into something that fits our lives far better than its galley-shaped, 1990s-pink-countered, pickled wood-cabineted, white ceramic-tiled current self.
Combining an acknowledgement that there are way too may good reasons to be cynical right now with a reminder that the world still has great things to offer us.
Tom-Erik and his wife Anne-Grethe ooze gracious Norwegian hospitality, making you feel as welcome and easy as a summer sunset at their home in Kongsberg.