Sassafras Mama

The backstory:   Though he can generally be relied upon to bath with soap, at times the boy seems to find washing up to be a waste of his ti...

There comes a point in every summer when the combination of hot temperatures and dry weather begins to take its toll on the garden.  I'm...

I have six years worth of photos of JT at camp.  Life around here often features reminders of just how fast he's growing up, but there...

A few weeks back, the state of New Jersey contacted me to request that I join them for Jury Duty.  I'm a responsible citizen, so I didn...

This year at camp, we had a three-burner propane stove to work with and I was inspired.  So one afternoon, I scored some quality steaks and ...

As a native Californian now living on the East coast, I'm always impressed by the different plants that grow around here.  While I was o...

A few years ago, my fellow-camper and friend S over at But Wait wrote a post-camp rundown that she called Lessons from Camp.  It was a fitt...

Tired of the debt ceiling budget crap?  Me too.  I imagine that you'll be relieved to discover that we actually don't need to be wor...

The backstory:   I got a new swimsuit and tried it on to ensure that it fit.  JT saw me standing before the full-length mirror in the upstai...

Our annual summer camping trip takes us to Cape Cod.  At the very end of the Cape is Provincetown, a town know for its tolerance and free-th...