carson-11One of my dearest friends in the world, Wendi, happens to be a fabulous photographer (I know, how lucky am I?!). Check out her business, The Snap Sisters. When she dropped by this week, with her camera and her business partner Jodi, she snapped some precious pictures of my boys–ages 2 and a half and 5 months. Here’s what they captured …



ss_breadjamfrancesToday I took my boys to the library. It’s what you do when your kids are fussy and you have no more tricks up your sleeve. You strap them into their car seats, and you drive–to a drive-thru Starbucks, maybe, where you take a few deep breaths, and then, if they’re lucky (and if you’re adequately caffeinated), you end up somewhere fun: like the park or the library, which is where we wound up today. But I had no idea I’d end up finding a long-lost treasure …



I wrote about collections on Vitamin G this week (rocks, stickers, baseball cards--remember the days?), and it occurred to me that I really don't have anything that I collect as an adult. But if I did, I think it would be light-green ceramic pieces, like



sorrelOne of my neighbors and friends, Annette, here in my cute and quirky Seattle neighborhood, has an amazing city garden that’s starting to rival Martha Stewart’s. Seriously–name a fruit, veggie, herb or berry–and she probably has it in the ground. (And P.S. she also has chickens–in the city!) So on a walk this afternoon with the kiddos, I caught myself gazing longingly at her rows of tomatoes and squares of eggplant, along with the cranberry plants and the mysterious sprigs of lime-green poking out of the earth everywhere. She noticed my curiosity and plucked a leaf off a plant and handed it to me today. It looked a lot like spinach, but when I took a bite, I was blown away. It tasted exactly like