I grew up in Upstate New York, where the very first signs that spring was on the horizon were the daffodils that poked intrepid little heads up through the snows that wouldn’t yet melt for a few weeks (or more). For the longest time, daffodils were my favorite flowers because of that, and they still
We’re less than a week out from Christmas, which hardly seems possible. I think I maybe finally found the knack of not going overboard on spending for my family this year. I’m a gifter. I like to give gifts. For a lot of people, this time of year can be difficult. The days are short.
It isn’t really winter here in Northern California, because it is, after all, California. It is, however, colder here now than it was a few months ago. Cold enough that my early morning writing is being done with my heavy bathrobe on over my pajamas. I grew up where winters are a little more dramatic, where