Today, I ran to Ashland's local grocery store, No Frills, to pick up some supplies for the shop. Except it's not No Frills all of a sudden. It's Family Fare, which has owned No Frills since 2014, so says Wikipedia, but still. There's something about...
We've been super busy reorganizing and purging and dusting off the shelves at the shop that I decided it was high time, too, to dust off this here blog! Last year, I was so preoccupied with getting Poetry by Post up and running in a different format...
When I was about to become a mother for the first time--to twins--I had one major worry. It wasn't the sleeplessness I was about to be subjected to. It wasn't the work of diapers and nursing and food prep. I was worried about noise. I am a pretty qui...
One of the things we've been most excited to work on, since moving, is establishing a garden. My husband is gung-ho about growing our food, and there is, in my opinion, no earthly experience quite like eating a tomato fresh from the vine with a tiny...
Last spring, we had a photography session at the shop with Heather Hall. She has shot the shop a few times over the years and has become a dear friend in the process, and I am telling you: her work is majorly stunning. I should really figure out...
Before I opened my shop, I wanted to be an English professor. Not just wanted, but did all the things. Took the classes. Wrote a dissertation. Defended it. Applied for a small handful of jobs. So suffice it to say that reading and writing were an int...
Something rather upsetting has happened to me over the past year. I've had the opportunity to go to two stamp shows, which is honestly one of my most favorite ways to spend a Sunday, and I had to refrain because I had--SOB!--too many stamps. It's a p...
Last week, I wrote some entirely transparent sentiments about running a retail shop in a society that is debt-ridden and full of disposable goods. It's a tough thing to admit because I don't for one second want to suggest I'm ungrateful for our amazi...
This Instagram thing has continued to rankle me because, at the risk of sounding melodramatic, it was once my favorite app, and the fact that it is doubling down on its attempt to become a rival to TikTok is just sad to me. Instagram did a particular...
