Mara Ellison

The stream · the front porch

Lately

Small moments, more or less as they happened. No essays here — just the pulse of the place. The longer notes live on the shelf.

One month of this little corner. Still my favorite room in the house.

An open notebook with handwritten notes beside a small potted plant

The notebook is filling up faster than the beds.

Inside a small home greenhouse, sunlight streaming through the glass

Sat in the garden with a book and read exactly four pages. Perfect afternoon.

A bundle of freshly harvested rosemary, thyme and sage tied with twine

Harvested herbs for the winter jars. The kitchen smells like a better decision.

Repotted the sad fern. We’re both trying.

A garden path through lush beds at golden hour

Golden hour does all the decorating around here.

A fanned-out pile of colorful illustrated seed packets

The seed catalog arrived. This is dangerous mail and I have no self-control.

Vine-ripened heirloom tomatoes on the vine in warm afternoon light

First tomato of September, warm from the vine. Ate it like an apple.

Rain droplets beading on greenhouse glass with the garden blurred behind

Rain on the greenhouse glass. Cancelled everything and watched it instead.

The rosemary survived the heat wave. The rosemary always survives.

A ceramic coffee mug on a rustic table in the garden at dawn

Morning coffee tastes better when the garden is still waking up.

Hands planting small green seedlings into dark garden soil

Planted the fall lettuce today. Felt like making a promise to October.

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