life

  • The Winter I Started Writing Things Down

    There was a winter a few years ago when I started writing things down. At the time I didn’t think I was starting anything. I definitely wasn’t thinking about books or a blog or building some kind of brand. None… Continue reading

    The Winter I Started Writing Things Down
  • Planting Seeds in Difficult Seasons

    Sometimes I start thinking about how strange it is that some of the most important growth in life happens when everything feels uncertain. When things are going well, it’s easy to feel confident. It’s easy to dream. It’s easy to… Continue reading

    Planting Seeds in Difficult Seasons
  • The Cottage Sick Day Kit

    Getting sick has a way of returning life to its simplest form. On days like that, I find myself reaching for the same gentle routines and familiar objects, the kinds of things that make resting feel softer instead of frustrating.… Continue reading

    The Cottage Sick Day Kit
  • A Soft Life Is Built, Not Bought

    Somewhere along the way, softness became something that looked purchasable. A life that appears calm, curated, and effortlessly gentle…if only you choose the right aesthetic. But softness doesn’t arrive in boxes. A soft life is not the result of better… Continue reading

    A Soft Life Is Built, Not Bought
  • A Letter Written While the Snow Fell

    Dear friend, The snow started sometime this morning, though I didn’t notice it right away. I was in the kitchen, the house unusually still, when the light outside softened in that particular way it only does before everything turns white.… Continue reading

    A Letter Written While the Snow Fell
  • The Things That Stay Out All Winter

    By the middle of winter, I stop rotating things in and out of the house. The novelty of seasonal switching wears off, and what remains is what I actually reach for. These are the things that earn their place by… Continue reading

    The Things That Stay Out All Winter
  • The Winter I Stopped Rushing

    It started the way winter things usually do, quietly, without much intention. A few pages here. A note scribbled down because I didn’t want to forget it. Lists that weren’t really lists. Thoughts that felt too small to matter, but… Continue reading

    The Winter I Stopped Rushing
  • Why I Don’t Use January to Start Over

    I don’t use January to start over, because January has never felt like a beginning to me. It feels like winter. The ground is frozen. The days are short. Nothing is pushing upward yet. And forcing a fresh start in… Continue reading

    Why I Don’t Use January to Start Over
  • Wintering Well: Gentle Rituals for the Darkest Days

    I’ve been thinking a lot about winter lately, not just the weather, but the structure of it. How it asks us to live. We act like winter is just an inconvenient tunnel we have to push through until spring. But… Continue reading

    Wintering Well: Gentle Rituals for the Darkest Days
  • My December Booklet. A Cozy Start to Winter

    December always feels like a soft pause in the year, a month that holds both quiet moments and little bursts of magic. I’ve been looking forward to sharing this month’s booklet because it carries so much of what I love… Continue reading

    My December Booklet. A Cozy Start to Winter