WINTER

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Hope for Withering Seasons

I read the book Humble Roots twice last year––once in its entirety; once in slower, more intentional meditations. What rang true again and again was the title of the first chapter, "Withering on the Vine." I could not think of a more…

A Last-Minute Holiday Gift Guide

Although I do have a few things ready for this upcoming weekend, I seem to be lagging behind the entire holiday season this year. I find the term procrastinator doesn't suit well, as it implies I've been intentionally avoiding the thoughtfulness…
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A Gift Guide for the Homeschool

Gift giving is my love language. Whether it's something handmade, something gently loved and no longer needed, something you can experience, or something new, I love gifting things that would mean something to the one receiving. I think…
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Garden Kale | 25 Ideas + Recipes for the Harvest

The days have been warm here, feeling more like spring than late winter. I don't mind. I spent the day on a blanket last weekend, reading Luci Shaw's Water My Soul, and soaking up the warm light. It's possibly the most restorative way for…
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Chicken Soup + Bone Broth for Winter Wellness

Our home has felt under the weather this last week with fevers and coughs and stuffy noses. With so many friends and extended family members also at home with the flu right now, I've again turned to nurture our wellness here. Although there…
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Nurturing Winter Skin + Reforming the Beauty Industry

In the winter, my skin tends to feel like the branches outside my door: pale, dry, and brittle. It is more sensitive in the drier, cold air, more prone to patches of flaky skin on my cheeks and pronounced fine lines around my eyes and mouth.…
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Light the Path | Reflections to Welcome the New Year

Each new year is a baptism of sorts, a release of one thing, a grasp for another. Whether one toasts champagne or simply turns the paper page on the calendar, we cross over, like mystics. Each of us. All of us. A new year. I realize…
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Ginger Cookies | A Story of Letting Go

I look forward to this season every year, when the home twinkles and the hearth glows, when the kitchen smells of spices and baked goods or a simmering pot on the stove, when the children and I begin afternoon tea with Advent read-aloud…