Posts by maidakorte

Trudy

Trudy

– Maida Korte “Men shut their doors against a setting sun.” William Shakespeare         She came to the door with...

Closed In – Opening Up

I have had many kitchens in my life and my examination of this unique space has never been as pointed as it is now. We are working in our kitchens, teaching in our kitchens, caring for loved ones in our kitchens and upon occasion even cooking in our kitchens. My musings have led me to a few essential elements as we together ponder getting more out of the spaces we inhabit.

Kindly We Go

by Maida Korte “Remember there’s no such thing as a small act of kindness.  Every act creates a ripple with...

The Hoot of it All

– Maida Korte The most recent edition of National Review includes an essay on Home Schooling which has prompted my...

Walking

     By   Maida Korte “I’ve developed into quite a swan. I’m one of those people that will probably look better...

The Carriage House

The Carriage House

Maida Korte “Again the early-morning sun was generous with its warmth.  All the sounds dear to a horseman were around...

There to Here

“Kimberly, Kerianne, Heather and Miranda together form my launch and my landing. And of course Andy – who lets me...

The Ceremony of it …..

Rituals create ceremony into the ordinary patterns of life. Coffee is one of mine.

The Housecoat

By Maida Korte “Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have immortal longings in me.” – William Shakespeare...

Occupying Space

Occupying Space

Maida Korte      “My bedroom furniture is moving in on me.”  This was the phone message I received in the...