When the color of the sky is so electric that it looks like a paper cut-out collage against the Santa Rosa mountains, it takes my breath...

Wherever we are, music is there too. I say it all the time: everything is better with music. It can be a tune I wake up with and hum...

I think, talk and write a lot about the practice of finding the joy—in the good days, in the not-as-good days, in my life generally. A...

Running has saved me so many times in so many ways that it’s pointless to try to quantify its impact on my life. Some days, running...

Happy Valentine’s Day! This morning we gave each of our kids a little love note tucked inside a copy of “maybe,” a spectacularly...

From the moment Stephen and I heard the words “definitely a boy” in the ultrasound room and did a double take, this kid has made a habit...

Throwback to the time when we first brought you home. I stared at you, amazed, heart bursting, listening to Lee Ann Womack singing out on...

What is love? It’s a million things, at least.... This morning, I witnessed the beautiful intersection of Valentine’s Day with Sakai...

I know there have been other atrocities—many of them, and many resulting in far greater loss of life—but 9/11/01 will forever be the day...

Our neighbor’s garden is filled with beautiful flowers, but right now, tall, carefully planted clusters of bright red poppies are the...

Ms. McGavin was my 1st grade teacher. Our school lived in a beautiful old mansion, and Ms. McGavin’s classroom was tucked up in the...

The first balmy days of this year’s Spring have happened, triggering the now-to-summer time warp like they always, inexplicably, do....

I’m not really a NY resolution kind of girl, because who needs that kind of pressure right after the holidays? But I do tend to lazily...

I’ll always remember the details of this day: the weather no one expected, the close one-of-a-kind friendships in action, the family who...

Okay. For friends who don’t live nearby, our Bainbridge Island community is, as of yesterday, grieving the loss of a very young woman to...

4th, 7th and 11th. As I was enjoying all the back-to-school fb photos from my perch in the far reaches of the WMS parking lot--my usual...

Risings and Graduations--the result of another school year almost gone by. This bittersweet time of endings and beginnings moves me...

Just thinking things through a bit this morning: We are in such a dangerous season right now. And not just in the obvious ways that leap...

Bear with me, I'm unloading a lot here. The human brain is such a mysterious and fantastic thing. This morning, my brain cued up this...

Sitting wedged in between strangers and across from strangers all crammed together waiting to board this morning, the heavy thoughts...