I like to think that when I travel, I always find the best souvenirs. For example, I have seven lovely old spools wound with silk thread from Provence; four little cobalt blue bottles that I found in a flea market in Vienna; a lovely wooden sculpture of a prostrate praying monk that I bought from …
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Thirteen years ago when Willa turned three I made elaborate treats for each of her classmates at the Learning Tree Preschool. It wasn’t the last time I went overboard—does anyone else remember the ridiculous flower fairy skirts I made from German crepe paper when she turned four or five? For Willa’s third birthday, I baked …
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I’m trying to look more critically at the stuff around me, the things I hardly notice anymore, and to ask myself whether I really need to keep them any longer. Do I really need to keep the quilts I sewed for my daughters when they were babies? (Yes.) Do I need to keep that pale …