My winter blues have kicked in hard. Still, one of the things that I absolutely do love about winter is soup. I just can’t get enough. Last week I made my second batch of lentil soup of the season. I love cooking with lentils in…
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This Week // 01.09.15
Read moreRoman peeking over my desk. I gave M. the hair gel and asked him to style Roman’s hair away from his eyes. This photograph is the result of that request. It’s a pretty good representation of what this past week has been… crazy. As I…
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A Baby “Sprinkle” with Minted
Read moreI’ve been going back & forth about whether or not to have a “Sprinkle” since I found out that we were having a girl. (What’s a Sprinkle, you ask? It’s like a “Baby Shower” except it’s usually a lot smaller, so it’s called a “Sprinkle.”)…
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52/52 :: the end
Read moreThe 52 Week Project – A portrait of my son, once a week, for one year. When I started my 2014 52 Week Project, I gave myself permission to get as far along as I could manage without guilt. I know that life can get…
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Subchorionic Hemorrhage // Subchorionic Hematoma
Read moreI was five-and-a-half weeks pregnant. It was early August. We were at the county fair, inside the circus tent. Something went wrong with the cooling system and it was ten thousand degrees in there. I was already feeling badly — first trimester nausea had well…
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Recipe: Creamy Crab Chowder Soup
Read moreThis past week, I’ve been all about soups. I had my eye on this one for awhile and decided to give it a go. I made a few modifications and it didn’t disappoint. This creamy, crab chowder is so perfect for these long, cold, winter…
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New Year, New Look… for Live, Love, Simple!
Read morePlease excuse the mess while I make some updates to the site design. xo, Dena
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Farewell 2014, Hello 2015!
Read moreOh, 2014! What can I say? You were terrible & beautiful — just like life itself. There were a lot of hard times and plenty of insanely good times. Last year, I watched my baby turn into a toddler and then into the sweetest little…
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the park at sunset
Read more“Through the blur, I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did — that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions, whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp…