Camp

The word "camp" connotes many different things to people.  For me, "camp" reminds me of that place where my mother sent me for a week, the summer before 8th grade, because I was on the verge of getting out of control.  I remember a cool monkey bridge, early morning swims in a lake hidden by … Continue reading Camp

Il Dolce Far Niente or The Sweetness of Doing Nothing

We all learned a little Italian on our trip (Quinn's "buon giorno" is the cutest thing ever!) but the phrase above is my new inspiration.  The sweetness of doing nothing - what a wonderful sentiment, philosophy, mantra.  The thing is, however, I really don't do "nothing" well.  My inability to do "nothing" is probably related … Continue reading Il Dolce Far Niente or The Sweetness of Doing Nothing

Brew

So, a couple of weeks ago our coffee maker died.  It was a Cuisinart and it had served us reasonably well for 5 or 6 years.  I say reasonably well, because Tom was less than impressed by the temperature of the coffee produced and I had experienced a few too many times its tendency for … Continue reading Brew