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mushrooms around town

In case I haven’t already convinced you that the Nyack area is a hotbed of mushroom activity (shroomtivity?) (sorry), I hereby present you with more evidence. For example, this outcropping, above, appears every so often on the ugly stump in our front yard. Of course, they’re not lemons and this […]

thrift store score: nice jug

I recently promised myself that every time I passed by a thrift store I would go inside and quickly scan for treasures. (After all, how else am I going to get my 15 minutes of fame on Antiques Road Show?) I also recently promised myself that I would not become […]

mushrooms. are. weird.

Since The Home Tome went live last April, I have been trying to figure out my fascination with mushrooms. All I have been able to come up with is the fact that I am drawn to how weird they are. Quirky. Strange. Odd. Cute. But mostly: weird. For example, these […]

mushroom whisperer

(Pinkmottle Woodwax/Hygrophorus Russula?) As I may have also exclaimed in my last post, Happy National Mushroom Month! Today, I will celebrate by sharing the following tale. It is a tragedy containing a very important lesson… She’s on her way home from running errands around Nyack when she glances to her […]

memo to the bumble bees

to: the bumble bees from: Jocelyn and Rob We know that you have taken up residence in a hole right where the walkway meets our front garden. We have seen you entering and exiting and also hovering there. This is not an eviction notice and we are cool with you […]

happy b-day America

Well, U S of A, we didn’t bake you a cake or sing you a song, but we engaged in many other activities in your honor this weekend. First of all, we purchased round flags (actually, lanterns) at the local dollar store and hung them from our pergola. Next, we […]

a place called cape cod…

Recently, the staff here at the home tome experienced an odd and somewhat rare phenomenon called a vacation (pronounced vay-kay-shun). If you haven’t heard of this before, it’s an interesting way of spending a few days away from home and involves all kinds of bizarre activities. The result is an […]

lily of the valley

I am not really superstitious (lie) but there have been many signs that my husband and I were meant to buy our house. For example: the slate entryway identical to the one in my childhood home in Wisconsin, all the white walls like our apartment in SoBro, and the slammin’ […]