Our lush draperies are gone — replaced by minimalist honeycomb shades that stay out of sight when retracted. That’s the way we like it. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition
I’m Barbara Falconer Newhall and I’ve got an incurable Case of the Human Condition. And since you do too, I’m counting on you to laugh and cry along with me as I riff on life as we know it . . . Below you'll read about my creaky, old fifties house, my forays into home gardening, my shopping stories, my spectacularly low-fashion wardrobe -- and more.
Oops. I Forgot to Do My Kegels. I Blame the Coronavirus. Sheltering at Home Week 46
Before the pandemic kept me from doing much driving, I did my Kegels whenever I stopped for a red light: Brake, pause. Kegel, Kegel, Kegel. Read more.
We Got Our Shots! Sheltering at Home Week 46
Things were looking good last week. We watched the Inauguration. We had our first restaurant meal in nearly a year. And we got our shots. Read more.
This Scary Week I’m Writing About Camellias. Here’s Why
I didn’t want to write about that man. I wanted him out of my life and my psyche. Then he did what he did this scary week. Read more.
I’m Getting Ready to Die. Just in Case. Sheltering at Home Week 40
The coronavirus is out there. So I’m getting ready to die — starting with making sure my holiday gifts for my husband are wrapped and ready. Read more.
A Baby to Adopt — The Letter That Made It Happen Forty Years Ago
I wanted a baby. My husband wanted a baby. After years of trying to get pregnant, it was time to look for a baby to adopt. Read more.
How to Hang a Quilt — We Did It Our Way. Sheltering at Home Week 36
How to hang a quilt? We had a beautiful, handstitched quilt that felt like a voice from the past. Here’s what we did with it. Read more.