Spanish style dinner

The farm veggies have been exceptional these past few weeks.  In an effort to detox a bit from my hugely undisciplined summer, I made a late summer dinner of a garden tomato, shaved parmesean, a sprinkle of sea salt and a dash of Spanish olive oil.   Joseph sat beside me and enjoyed his cherry tomatoes.  We shared a baguette.    The only thing missing was the rioja.  ...and the lively streets and beauty of Madrid.   Soon enough.

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The Commission Project

Have you seen this - The Commission Project.  What a beautiful gift for a new parent!   I might just order one for ourselves.

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A morning practice

"For years I have used the words of poets to guide my life. And by poets, I don’t only mean Emily Dickenson or Walt Whitman. I lump into the job description of “poet” all sorts of thinkers and mystics: Jesus, Dr. King, Eleanor Roosevelt, Rachel Carson... Anyone who can still my restless and worried mind with the magic of a few powerful, purposeful words is crowned a poet in my gamebook. 

Here’s what I do: I memorize one line from a piece of writing and I use it to begin and end my morning meditation. Sometimes that meditation lasts only as long as the line itself! Sometimes it happens in the car as I rush to work. I have found that a line of poetic writing is like a vitamin pill. If I can’t eat breakfast, at least I have the potent nutrients packed in a pill. And if I can’t spend a chunk of time wrapped in the healing cloak of silence and contemplation, at least I get the jolt of insight from my chosen line of poetry."  --- Elizabeth Lesser

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9.11.13

It's September 11.  A day to honor life.  A day to cheers to what is really important and forget what isn't.  A day to say Thank You for the amazing peace that fills our days - confident that we will make it home tonight to hug our babies and sleep safely.   To the victims and their families - you are not forgotten.  We honor you and keep you close in our thoughts.

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Lovely Space

Some photos of an interior space that speaks to me....  via wit + delight

Our blessing

Baby Joseph was baptized this weekend.  It was a perfect day with beautiful weather surrounded by all our family and closest friends.   Sometimes coming together like that is just what the heart needs.  A reminder of what it is truly about ---- family, generations, love, togetherness and faith.

I can only hope God continues to bless us all and that you, my son, always walk with a sense of faith deep in your soul.  It is one of the greatest gifts you can have in this life.  

Hello Fall!

It's probably just a tease, as it's still a little early for our fall weather, but I'll take what we get.  What an awesome Friday in Boston.   Brisk air, zero humidity, perfect sweater weather.   There is nothing like the fall in New England.  Welcome!

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