Sassafras Mama

Before the month is out, I wanted to post the one-liner sentences I overheard over the course of the month. As usual, I am interested in l...

There is a touch of magic in the air of a Little League field on a warm night. Boys sit in the dugout wearing their cleats and clean unifo...

The Backstory: It is a truism of life in the Garden State that men just don't feel compelled to wear a shirt when they are working in t...

The weekend featured a taste of summer with temps in the 90s on both Saturday and Sunday. JT had two baseball games (and had three hits out...

I teach a group of 9th graders who have a unique talent for taking class in their own direction. While I may come to class prepared to disc...

On the occasional Friday, I have posted recipes of my own devising (I call that feature Food Friday). I don't have a new recipe for thi...

I opened this box of Bounce (120 fresh-smelling sheets!) on January 5th and yesterday, on April 23rd, I washed my 120th load of laundry for ...

The backstory here is a little more complicated than usual: Our household has a long-running interest in pirates, one that pre-dates today...

Lately, I've been feeling a sentiment that I don't often feel about politics: frustration. I'm certainly not alone in this sen...

From last week's lone flower, I now see a full bouquet when I walk outside each morning. And now that the daffodils have seen fit to bl...