Choosing Hallelujah

Every Thanksgiving for the last 13 years , I've logged in to compile a list of 100 gifts for which I'm grateful--the big things, the...

 I'm on a walk with Miriam, and the sky is a gloomy gray. For the last couple of weeks, Timehop has been teasing me with pictures of p...

photo: Flickr/Jared Tarbell When I was in elementary school, gym class at some point during the year included an activity I quickly grew...

Hey, so. If GoDaddy is going to keep billing me for this domain name, I should maybe use it, huh? I don't really know what happened to...

Well, I don't really know if I can even call myself a blogger anymore...and I'm sorry to say my years-long habit of daily gratitude...

When you buy 22 pounds of tomatoes at the farmers' market and your basil bush stands as tall as your waist, there's only one thing t...

If I set out to become a better mother, the internet would have no shortage of advice for me. I wouldn't have to look far to come up wit...

"...if you let something steal your thanksgiving, you let something steal your joy, and if you let something steal your joy, you let ...

So...it's been a while, hmm? By special request, an old-fashioned round of the Monday gratitude list . Because, as G.K. Chesterton onc...

Scripture makes it clear that God cares deeply for the poor and the oppressed. Do we share our Father’s heart for the poor? And if we care a...

Not only had Il Latini had come up on several must-try Florence restaurant lists, our B&B host also recommended it, saying he had been...

I have to devote my penultimate Italy post to two artisans with whom I was especially enamored: Alberto Cozzi (in Florence) and Stinga Tarsi...

After touring Palazzo Vecchio and the Bargello museum on Wednesday morning, we grabbed lunch and headed back to our B&B for a bit of r...