Bicycle Sundays

It is always a little tricky, when you have a big family, to find an activity that is difficulty/age appropriate for engaging the whole family. But even when we had a kid in the child seat on the back of my bike, or one or two kids on training wheels, the Collen family always loved…

How I spent my summer (Part 2)

In the beginning, there was a tin can shed. It was a falling-down, rusted, weedy haven for local fauna; a yard shed, hosting its own rooftop garden. The corner location made it easy to overlook, especially given the scope of more pressing house projects. Water in the basement and holes in the walls have a way…

Walking the Walk

I have just spent two weeks trying to practice what is preached in one of the books my co-blogger Joan wrote about on Tuesday. Instead of talking about how cluttered my house is, I am finally doing something about it. It was intimidating for me to even think about starting to de-clutter my house. My…

Habitat for serenity

How does your home feel when you walk in the door? Is the space serene and restful—a bulwark against noise and cares? Or is it a place of disorder bordering on chaos, where lost items make your daily departure a frantic scramble? Which version do you prefer? (And you may find that the lost keys/wallet/phone…