The Call: Scratched Up — Jessica I’m being very literal here. Again. But in this case I’m also revealing something of the house that we live in. With seven children and two dogs running around, most, if not all, of our furniture is dented, dinged and scratched. It’s impossible to not be — unless I […]

The Call: Demure in Yellow — Cheryl Whenever I visit a nursery or botanic gardens, I’m drawn to the flashy, uninhibited flowers: the morning glory in their you-know-you-can’t-look-away blue; fuchsia roses; love-lies-bleeding (and dangling) for all the world to see; dinnerplate dahlias so huge you couldn’t ignore them if you tried. But really, how could […]