The Tailings of Time


A couple of weekends ago we traveled up north to our old stomping grounds of Hibbing, MN. As soon as we turned onto Hwy. 53 a receiving line of pine trees appeared and welcomed us, gently guiding us north toward our destination.  If there is a stretch of road that holds more memories for my husband & I than this, I am unaware of it. The 30 plus mile stretch would tell stories of

Never forget: Vel d’Hiv

11 février 1910I have made it almost 4 decades without the date July 16th evoking any real emotion in me.  But this year  there is a somber angst in my soul. This year, the anniversary of the Vel d’Hiv Roundup haunts me like a heavy regret. I find myself staring at black and white photographs of people being dragged from their homes, corralled like cattle into buses that would land them, along with thousands of other innocent
victims, imprisoned in the Velodrome for the next week with very little food or water and without lavatories.

Old love

I recently had the opportunity to write for a blog called the Mudroom.  I love their tagline, “The Mudroom is a place for the stories emerging in the midst of the mess.” And that’s exactly what life is, our stories emerging in the midst of the mess. Because let’s face it, life is nothing if not messy.


Love is something that can be hard and messy at times too.  It’s like a banged up, bruised up family heirloom that holds all of our secrets.  We cling to it throughout the years, knowing that even with all of its faults, it holds immense value to us.

“Old love carries our disappointments, pain, and failures together in the same tender hands that hold our memories, laughter and dreams. Amazingly, it’s in the compilation of them where we discover the deepest, strongest roots of love.”

To read the rest of my post and check out their blog, head over to The Mudroom.

Ream More @ the Mudroom


3 Spring Decorating Tips

I woke up this morning to a chorus of birds singing outside my bedroom window. I love mornings that greet you with sunshine and the smell of freshly cut grass. It just seems like everything is setting you up to have a wonderful day.Spring Decorating Tips

It’s my favorite time of year, when the back door that opens up onto our enclosed porch stays open all day, inviting people and sunshine alike to come on in and put their feet up for a while. It’s the time of year when the outdoors makes its way indoors and we are all the better for it.

If you’re looking for a few quick tips to help bring that outdoor look and feel indoors to your decorating, let me help! Here are a few quick and inexpensive spring decorating tips to update your decor.

Time to Hope Again

The seasons of our lives are ever changing.  Some of them come and go on a rather consistent schedule, ready to usher us into the next stage. But then there are other times, times when we’ve been stuck for so long in the same spot, times when winter seems to be the only season we’ve ever known and we begin to lose hope of ever seeing green ground again.

plaine dans les vosges

In expectation of what was coming, we did our best to prepare for it. We dressed ourselves in winter parkas, donned our fur lined boots, pulled tight the drawstring of our hoods under our chins, and slipped into our wool mittens.  We settled in for a long, cold winter and lost all hope of spring.