Buttricks, Buttresses and Back Roads: Entering Prayer Quiet & Confident
Does King’s College Chapel’s ceiling remind you of winter treetops on an unbending back road? Around here, where winter is long and tree-vaulted roa...
.
Does King’s College Chapel’s ceiling remind you of winter treetops on an unbending back road? Around here, where winter is long and tree-vaulted roa...
“Heather, I’m home. Oh, I forgot to return the library books. I’ll go back.” “No. I’ll go,” I snatched the keys from Chris’ hand mid stride. I love my childr...
Coffee and watching petals fall with morning rain from courtyard tree.Sound, comforting.Site, lovely.Sentiment, sad but hopeful. In a few hours, our tree will n...
Warm nutella in a delicate crepe leaves little to be desired. Especially when eaten in a 17th century structure next door to the Chateau Frontenac in the forti...
I had $4.03 to spend at the Rutgers University farmers market. I tasted some sausage and some wine and a butter-toasted pecan then spent what I had: Spinach tu...
In January and March, I posted lists of little things I am thankful for as Ann Voskamp did in her best selling book, “One Thousand Gifts.” See the r...
Rain drops falling few, fat and loud. Circles growing on the puddles. Afternoon sun shining yellow. May-green leaves like stained glass wet glow. Their shadows ...
In January, I posted a list of little things I am thankful for as Ann Voskamp did in her best selling book, “One Thousand Gifts” I promised to add t...
is a suiting title for Ann Voskamp’s biographical book. She recounts her struggle with viewing God as ungracious and her mission to change her perception by li...
Nov. 10- Were I not ever picking leaves out of my 5-week-old’s carriage, he’d be camouflaged within 10 minutes. We picked a perfect day to go ...
At Battleview Orchard in NJ two weeks before our first was born. Thanks, Troy, for the pictures!
The crisp clean cold of winter cannot be replicated by an air conditioning unit. Nor can the toasty warmth and smell of a furnace imitate summer heat. We ...
I look up from my food stand burrito to see bright yellow river taxis, jet skiers playing in the wake of the brighter orange Staten Island ferry, crazy kayakers...
Two of my favorite sites are leaves falling in late autumn and blossom petals falling in late spring. (I also enjoy watching rain fall and snow fall, but those ...
When I open the shades on both the living room window and the breakfast room patio door, one can see straight through our apartment. And when I open the glass o...
Last year we had a reunion in Maine, where I lived at the time: http://heatherpaiges.blogspot.com/2010/02/lovely-friends.html. This year we selected NYC, so I w...
It looks like a doll house- with carpentry like lace lining its dormers and gables, diamond-pained glass, and stout chimney- sitting in the grass where an 8 yea...
“Yes sir, yes sir, 8 bags full!” Remember the unsheared sheep at the orchard last week? Well, I called to inquire about the price of their wool and ...
I wrote of my visit to Princeton and its local orchard last fall, but O, let me talk now of spring! Finally, after a long snowy winter, the foliage is again thi...
Do you remember December car rides after dinner to view Christmas lights? After work today, when I drove around Tottenville looking at blossoming trees I was re...
Chris and I explored Princeton University together on Sunday to discover that spring has come to New Jersey. Some trees are already blossoming in white and red ...
Yesterday, I toured 18th and 19th century mansions in downtown Charleston. Then today, I toured Middleton Place, an 18th century rice plantation. The gardens ar...
> Yesterday, we joined the masses at the World’s Biggest Oyster Roast on 350-year-old Boone Hall Plantation near Charleston. The oyst...
I’m standing in the sand between Charleston Harbor and miles of yellow grass growing in shallow water that sparkles in the afternoon sun. The sea is calm ...
Hours from now, the now unadulterated slope will look dimpled and drudged. People like to feel fresh snow crunch beneath their boots. So old footprints are trea...
>Either this robe is warmer than I thought it was or my interest in watching snow trumps my cold sensors. I am sitting in our front porch chair with two of m...
English Breakfast Tea in hand, I walk from the parlor of our 1890s house staff building, where my sewing colleagues sing English folk ballads in harmony, to the...
Our history buff and battle reenacting friends, Annie and Jay took us to the Monmouth Battlefield in New Jersey where Washington and Howe clashed and stalemated...
I accidentally found a lakeside hiking trail when I got lost on my way home from our friend’s apt, where Chris and I crashed after attending a military ev...