Sassafras Mama

My dad always says that Thanksgiving is his favorite holiday.  When I was a little girl, I found this claim suspect.  There was no Santa, no...

In the midst of our extended period without electricity, around day seven, a friend of mine had a thought that really lingered with me.  ...

I started writing this blog in the spring of 2006 and for more than six years I have managed to blather on about my life with a regularity t...

When I awakened on the morning of October 30, the rain had stopped and the winds were gone.  Unlike the aftermath of Hurricane Irene, which ...

On October 28, a Sunday afternoon, just as the very edge of the hurricane winds were starting, JT and I drove my parents to the airport for ...

I write every day in my journal.  For some years now, my journal has been on my computer.  Some of what I write serves as fodder for my blog...

The backstory: I love Keen shoes because they are so comfortable.  My sister KO is convinced that a fondness for sensible shoes is one of ...

Yesterday's restored power found me happily back to my household routines.  I drank my morning coffee brewed in my magical electric coff...

At Sassafras House, my election day birthday dawned cold and a little bleak.  It was our 8th morning without electricity.  Though I had grea...

Today is election day.  It's also the 8th day that my New Jersey town is without power.  In the midst of some pretty bleak conditions, w...