Um. Oops. Oh, hey. Hi. I’ve missed you guys. And this. The writing and the sharing with you, the you sharing with me. I’ve not written in so long the notes from readers have trickled down to a few random “found you on Google while looking up this or that” and, of course, spam. I …
Behind the Picket Fence: Create a life you fancy. Mar 16, 2018 By NATHALIE HARDY For the News-Register While chatting with a group of friends, decorating styles came up. As in, what’s your decorating style? Terms like “shabby chic,” “farmhouse style,” “minimalist” and “bohemian” bounced around the conversation. At some point, it was clear I …
You guys, I know, I know … but I found my desk this weekend. So more writing soon. No, really. But for now, here's my most recent clip and me opening a can of worms writing material. Because why not. In A Fix Mar 17, 2017 BY NATHALIE HARDY | For the News-Register | Roots to Roofs …
Savor your own present Dec 16, 2016 By NATHALIE HARDY | Yamhill Valley News-Register A fortnight from the time of this printing, we will be turning our calendars to a new year, and with that, focusing on our resolutions for what we hope to do more or less of in 2017. But first, between now …
The bad news is there's been kind of a trainwreck over here and my writing has been reduced to mostly lists and notes on the backs of envelopes. That whole Project Life thing I was so passionate about? Just in my head these days. But I saw this mini-quiz trending on social media this evening …
Wearing the robes we weave October, 2016 By NATHALIE HARDY | Yamhill Valley News-Register One of my most memorable life lessons came from my mom. When she returned home from an extended stay at the hospital, she advised, "Never get out of your robe until you're ready. As soon as they see you dressed, …
Raising the Hardy Boys: The present that lasts May 20, 2016 By NATHALIE HARDY | Yamhill Valley News-Register Well in advance of Mother’s Day, my boys asked me what I’d like from them this year. “A clean house,” I told them. I know it would only last for a moment, but what a blissful moment …
