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My mom recently moved just down the street from me, into a house that feels like a time capsule. Most of the homes in our neighborhood were built around the …

We Found a Strange Slatted Wall in Her Vintage Home—And It’s Not for CDs #2 Read More

This morning, my son made a very specific breakfast request: “jelly pancakes.” I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant, but I gave it a go—pancakes with a generous swirl of …

My Son’s Jelly Pancake Obsession Taught Me to Celebrate the Sweetest Parenting Wins #2 Read More

Most afternoons, my dog Sadie and I settle into our favorite spot by the front window, indulging in what some might call a dull ritual—but to us, it’s a quiet …

My Dog and I Watch the World From Our Window—And It’s the Most Peaceful Part of My Day #2 Read More

For most of my life, I folded my underwear with precision—panties, bloomers, skivvies, whatever you call them. Each pair tucked neatly into rows, as if they were auditioning for a …

I Folded My Underwear for 68 Years—Then I Stopped, and It Changed Everything #2 Read More

On the morning of February 22nd, 1856, U.S. Indian Agent George H. Ambrose carried out a grim directive from General Joel Palmer. Several hundred indigenous men, women, and children were …

I Followed Oregon’s Tragic 1856 “Trail Of Tears” And Documented It With The Same Photo Process From That Era #2 Read More

Every Halloween, I face the same delicious dilemma: how to keep myself from devouring all the candy before the big night. This year, I came up with a strategy—pre-sort everything …

I Spent Hours Prepping Halloween Goodie Bags—Just to Keep Myself From Eating the Candy #2 Read More

Yesterday was one of those quietly productive days that felt dull on the surface but satisfying underneath. I spent hours making homemade dog food for my Rottweilers. It’s a routine …

I Spent All Day Making Dog Food—And It Taught Me the Quiet Power of Routine and Love #2 Read More

Last Saturday, I popped into Aldi for a few bits and found myself navigating a sea of pensioners. They were everywhere—blocking aisles, comparing biscuits, chatting by the frozen peas. I …

I Forgot I Was 83 Until I Complained About the Crowd—Here’s What That Taught Me #2 Read More

In 1963, I was thirteen and full of mischief. One evening, I led a group of mates onto the local railway sidings, curious to see what we might find. We …

How a Box of Train Alarms Turned Into the Loudest Childhood Prank I’ve Ever Pulled #2 Read More

I was a little disheartened when the color trademark post got deleted, so I figured I’d share something close to my heart instead—my 2003 VW Beetle, affectionately named Betty the …

My 2003 VW Beetle Has 244,000 Miles and a Name—Here’s Why I’ll Never Let Her Go #2 Read More