From the archives, one of my favorite Tahilla Farm stories—🐑 Every once in a while, something extraordinary trots across our land. One day, this lovely creature, who I fondly called, “Louise,” sauntered past me like a sheep on a m
I am besotted with shapes and forms in a winter garden. I select plants for their grace and beauty in all seasons, but especially in winter for the quietude they bring to a still landscape. Also— because I love the poetry that flows throughout.
Nothing says home like a brilliant winter sunrise lighting up the sky on a chilly morning. Our return trip from Sydney was canceled on Monday, rescheduled 24 hours later, and so it began. I won’t recount the hours-but I will say, walking throug
Moments like this make every one of the 10,000 miles it took to travel from Boston to Australia worth it. Seeing and experiencing the world through a curious six year old child’s eyes is grounding. Everything needs to be touched and questioned.
After my daughter’s wedding in Connecticut and before my trip to Australia—I snuck away to @by_christineharris charming village in the foothills of Schoharie County, New York. Christine and I met through a photography class with @kimkla
The poetry of time… Days pass, light shifts and before we know it we are measuring the minutes of the day and hours of sunlight before we slip into daylight savings. I am always on the fence if I love it or dread this time of year. I take sto
I learned one golden rule while helping plan my daughter’s weddings this past year. Only offer your opinion when asked, and no matter how hard it may be at times to hold back sharing all the things you did at your own wedding over 30 years ago.
This Mother of the Bride is still soaking up the spectacular energy from Michael and Christine's wedding in Connecticut last weekend. It was a beautiful crisp autumn 🍂 day filled with love and joy. 💕💕💕 A big shout out to @laurenlarsenstudio and h