Simple Gifts: The Gift of Making Things Beautiful
Every year I come careening into summer vacation at the breakneck speed of May, and then splat on the sidewalk of June, not entirely unlike a bug splayed on a car windshield. It takes a week or three to get my summer legs underneath me as we recover and ease into some semblance of summer routine. So here I am, posting this more than two weeks later than I had planned. But honestly, besides just being a bit off kilter,…