Musings

You are not your output, and yet…we are absolutely defined by what we put out.  Because our society enthrones money, power, and success, it’s entirely understandable that the backlash around...

Dear Friends,Our lives have been forever changed navigating the loss with our community in the aftermath of the LA Fires. So many of my friends, the teachers and families at...

We rang in the new year in a lovely carriage house in Yosemite, hearts full and feet aching. Somehow, the cure to an 8-year old’s mild tantrum coming down the...

I’ve written before about complicated holidays and in this season of bells ringing, I’m remembering again that for many, this isn’t the most wonderful time of year. The holidays have...

I can’t do it! I overhear my older daughter slam her hands on the keys releasing a somewhat satisfying cacophony. She’s learning a new song and is caught at a place...

It’s been a season of muting, a conscious decision to be selective with my intake. There are other seasons where I’ve postured myself like a sponge, sitting saturated with all...

The sap from our oak trees is beginning to leave sticky traces on my car and the morning air holds a crisp, like the first bite of a good apple...

For the past year, we’ve somehow managed to stave off the virus trail that follows every new toddler in daycare, but it finally caught up to us and the nagging...

Our team put together the loveliest surprise 10 year celebration at the end of June. Amidst the streamers, twinkle lights, bagels and cookies, I was moved to tears by the...

If you read our May musings, my words ring just as true this month - the complexities of organized holidays are impossible to hold together. If Father’s Day is painful,...

It’s a complicated season, I know. Running a business largely dependent on collective celebrations, I struggle at times to sit under the banner of “Happy __________” - festivities for some...

In February, we coincidentally had a photoshoot in the very same building that our first studio was in nearly ten years ago. Walking along the unpaved side of Mill Street...