Lord of Late Summer: A Poem by Yours Truly

Happy August, friends! I could have sworn that yesterday was May, but here we are. My late-summer flowers are blooming, the weather is scorching, and the cicadas are simply deafening. I love it! While I’m always sad to say goodbye to my favorite time…

Cooking Up Some Memories

Baking can be very rewarding, especially when you sink your teeth into that first bite of cake. But baking with a toddler as your sous-chef? …Still rewarding, but a bit more stressful.

Is it worth it? Absolutely. Read on to see why my son is my baking buddy. Also, you won’t want to miss the scrumptious recipe I tell you about!

When the Frost is on the Punkin

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who refuse to acknowledge Christmas until December, and those who have been playing Bing Crosby since October. Whichever side of the spectrum you fall on, I know you’ll enjoy this week’s fall-related poem. It’s a classic by James Whitcomb Riley called “When the Frost is on the Punkin.” Go grab your pumpkin spice latte or your peppermint mocha and give it a read.