Happy MLK day, happy inauguration day. And today, for here at least, we're talking about neither. Today, we're keeping it light - dreaming in pink. How about we chat about inspiration and creativity, big dreams, and of course how to celebrate our galentines? Won't you come along?
I've just returned from the wholesale gift show in Atlanta, what an inspiration! And heavens to Betsy, do I have some TALENTED FRIENDS! For those of you, dear readers who are new, or have been gallivanting around the globe and may have missed a few Monday missives, well .... last fall, we introduced a new storefront on the website, called "Meg & Friends". READ MORE
Sweater Weather 1/13/25
Sending a big hug and prayer to LA, and to all those who bravely and generously fought to help our fellow countrymen. While the apocalypse blazed on the Pacific coast, we in the east and southeast have been hunkering down and bundling up against some frigid weather.
This weekend, while staying inside, feeling stunned, and searching for meaning, I stumbled through some of my regular haunts in the blogosphere, where I alit upon the always erudite and thoughtful Jen Shoop, who wrote - "What's the kindest thing a stranger has done for you?" Here is an excerpt of Jen's own story: READ MORE
Tending Your Winter Garden 1/6/25
A lot of us are waking up into a deep freeze this morning, perhaps gazing softly out over a blanket of newly fallen snow. Winter is my least favorite season, yet with the first big snowfall, I find myself back in my 7 year old self, delighting in the wonder of this overnight miracle. Everything stands still for a moment (or at least in Virginia, it does). And that is what I love so very much about January. The pause. READ MORE
That's a Wrap 12/30/24
Excitement 12/23/24
I woke up this Saturday morning, a plethora of presents yet to wrap, groceries yet to be gathered, and not the greatest night's sleep yet again. My eyelids sprung open to this thought, "Oy, I have to get that Love Note written before my boys come home". I sprang to my desk, R. Clement Moore style. And there I sat, in my nightshirt, sans cap, staring out the sunroom window. Lower jaw agape. Nothing. Proverbial pencil tapped my lower lip. And then, after some time, something seemed to shift. NO, it's not "I have to" write this note, it's actually "I get to". I get to sit down, and take some time out from the happy holiday frenzy, to focus on a few words which just might incite a small moment of joy or inspiration. I get to do this. Every week. Wow. Now that does get me excited. You know of course that it works for me too. READ MORE