The Tiger-Roaring Rose Dance

I want to tell you a story about my daughter, Rose. She just turned 12 years old. I remember the day she was born. I remember before she was born, the fierce tiger longing in me to be the best, most loyal, loving, dedicated mama I could be to this creature I had yet to…

When Grey Comes to Visit

Here I am again. I haven’t written for sometime, partly because October was a slumpy month for me.  My mood was slumpy.  Not drastically dark, but veering towards grey. I tried various things to shake it.  Chocolate, red wine, a hamburger (and considering I’ve been mostly vegan for nearly 2 years, this was a dramatic…

Chasing the Perfect Birthday

My sweet girl will be seven soon. I felt myself get choked up over that fact while eating a bowl of oatmeal this morning. But the reason my throat got caught with tears in the middle of breakfast wasn’t about her getting older.  It wasn’t because I felt overwhelmed with the passage of time or…

Life Lessons from a 2 Year-Old

There are days when I want a break from everything. Like today, for example. When I want someone else to convince my two-year old to wear a diaper when we go out, because the resistance she puts up to it is LOUD, and I am out of creative ways to respond to her. And can…

The Beauty of Motherhood

I feel so rich with a big jug of fresh cider in the fridge. We went to an apple-pressing party this morning with a group of other moms and kids in our area.  The kids were running around, swinging on tires tied to trees, sidewalk chalk out, little trucks to push around and a mini-tractor…

Gratitude

I’ve been wanting to write here more often than I have been so I am sitting down again to see what comes out. I’ve been helping Rose blog over on her site (she got the idea somewhere to start a blog).  If you want to check out a couple of snapshots from our days, there…

This Being Alive Thing

Just start to write. Write something. Yes, another cup of caffeine might help, but can you just sit down and write? I want to say a perfect thing, a brilliant thing, a funny and/or insightful thing. Write.  Just write. Okay, I am writing.  I am doing it.  The words are appearing as my fingers hit…

A path to Domestic Bliss

I have something to tell you: I am not a domestic perfectionist. If you know me, if you’ve dropped my house unexpectedly, you know.  There are books and toys and DVDs strewn about, as well as dress-up clothes and yoga mats, the remnants of the fort we built yesterday and some paint splattered on the…

Hello out there

It seems that I am starting a blog and the name of it is Sparkle and Zest. I am here to share the things in my life that bring me joy, the things that are naturally beautiful and eye-catching. I am also here to dig, to look carefully and with curiosity: if I pick up…