One Halloween a few years back, our family gathered at my daughter’s house for pumpkin carving, and the kitchen was alive with chatter, laughter, and...
One chilly autumn afternoon, I stood in my daughter’s kitchen while my grandchildren ran circles around the dining table. The air smelled faintly of crayons...
One chilly evening at our lakeside cabin, the grandchildren gathered around, clutching mugs of cocoa while my husband tried to coax the firepit into roaring...
A few autumns ago, I was volunteering at our small-town church bazaar, tucked into the basement that always smelled faintly of cinnamon and floor wax....