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Paths That Cross

The iconic album, Horses, came out 40 years ago today and I find it only fitting to document my long love affair with Patti Smith. I was 19 or 20 when a friend, who was twenty years my senior, gave me a cassette copy of “Dream of Life“; an introspective, thoughtful and beautiful album that expanded my vision of the…

May 1st

Nanny, I miss you. I miss calling you on the phone to have a chat and yet I hear your voice in my ears all the time. I miss your big, warm embrace and yet I wrap myself up in the warmth of your beautiful crocheted blankets and I feel your love. I miss swapping stories about parenting and hearing you laugh…

Inside Out

While the rest of the country is anxiously awaiting an end to the wrath of the Polar Vortex, we Californians have been waiting for the rains to come and fill our reservoirs and water our gardens and crops.  It seems that we all want what we can’t have, doesn’t it?  The days here have been unseasonably warm (and dry) and…

Round Two

It seems that I am a sucker for punishment…at least the kind that’s self-inflicted.  I took a leap of faith and decided to hop on board the art/craft fair train, signing up to do two more in the next eight weeks. At first I found myself in a near panic and feeling very stressed about it, albeit excited. I mean, come on…I only…

The Boys of Summer

Tomorrow, my (not-so-little-anymore) little guy starts kindergarten.  These last weeks of summer leading up to school have been more unstructured than normal for us and we are craving the rhythm of the school year to begin. I certainly know that I am as the mama, but I see that Levi is as well. Several of his friends have already begun…

Dear Edna

Dear Edna…that was the blog name I originally wanted to use, but unfortunately someone already beat me to it, because the domain name was taken.  I chose Coffee & Lilacs for several reasons…I love coffee, lilac is my favorite flower scent, it’s a reference to one of my favorite songs, but the combination of coffee and lilacs evokes a very…

Raising Good Men

There are moments in parenthood (and life) which cause us to stop and just soak in deeply the events which are unfolding before us, hoping they crystallize in our memory forever. The other morning, I was awoken by two little hands gently caressing my forearm.  In my dreamy slumber I could hear them whispering.  “Like this, Daddy?”  “Yeah, just like…