“When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better, too,” says the boy to the sun, in Paul Coelho’s The Alchemist. If I could teach children anything, it would be that. Well, that and manners.
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Dear Readers, There has been a devastating attack on the hosting site for this blog and others. Countless images have been lost. Hundreds of hours of work. I want to kick and scream and cry like a big fat baby. But I won’t. Enh, it’s just a website. But it is […]
Your response to A Book Deal for Bee Cottage has gob-smacked me, and I am so grateful to you I could bust. If you were wondering, I absolutely do read every single-dingle comment and treasure every word. Yessiree Bob I do. And I really appreciate your feedback on the book’s subtitle (to be continued). I’m not always able to respond individually, but trust me, hun, you are forever on my Love List. These simple bees and bouquets are for you especially. From my house, my garden, and my heart, thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen, we pause from our more or less regularly scheduled blog to bring you an announcement. Yours truly has signed with Skyhorse Publishing for a book about Bee Cottage. I am tickled and terrified.
You cannot read Everything That Remains without changing how you think about your life–and your stuff–and without doing something about it, which will make room for more joy in your life. I promise, or you can return this post for a full refund. But first, if you are eating or drinking, be […]
I try not to read (or eat) more than I can lift, but sometimes it’s a challenge, particularly with the tons of great spring books that will take me the summer to get through. Here are a handful of my faves. Something here for everyone. Everyone like us, I mean. You […]
Impeccable advice for planning a wedding with style and grace.
Fresh from the glow of January goal-setting (or, in my case, not) and raw from the sudden, untimely death of a loved one, I’m newly inspired by this quote. Let yourself off the hook, but keep your aim high. See the forest, but don’t get lost in the trees . […]
Sometimes you need a little summer in the winter, and this is one of those times. Here’s a summer book and a summer house, both set in the same storied mountain enclave of Highlands, North Carolina, and created for your reading and viewing pleasure…
When the smoldering wreckage was found Thursday, our worst fears were confirmed. Frances “Frannie” Dittmer, sole passenger, did not survive. If you want to read about one amazing, smart, talented, funny, art-connoisieur-ing, football-passing gal–and I’m not just saying that–read on…
By “the sky,” I mean Who You Are, your heart, your bliss, whatever it is. In this New Year I’m going to keep looking for my whatever-it-is, and I’m going to start letting go of whatever it isn’t.
The morning after Nelson Mandela died, NPR’s Renee Montagne interviewed a white South African named Johnny Clegg, whose music I’ve listened to and loved since I saw him perform in Johannesburg in 1988. Clegg’s song, “Asimbonanga,” Zulu for “We Have not Seen Him” stopped me in my tracks and still does. Years later, at a concert in France, where Clegg is popular and known as le Zulu Blanc, he performs Asimbonanga and is joined on stage by Mandela. Wow-oh-wow,