the baker (MAN!)

I first suspected my husband’s affair in late August during the peak of the garden season. Those weeks when the little lettuces hid in the shadows of the squash trellis and the clusters of Italian tomatoes hung heavy and low to the ground. The Big Boys and Jet Stars ripened pink to red with the … Continue reading the baker (MAN!)

december first (FINALLY!)

I loved the bigness of the house at forty-five New York Street. I loved moving from the kitchen to the dining room and then into the front parlor. I loved going up the front staircase, through the bedrooms, down the back stairs to the mud room and into the kitchen again. I loved the barn, … Continue reading december first (FINALLY!)