The long goodbye
Saying goodbye in the Midwest is a process that must follow very specific guidelines.
Raining cats, dogs and iguanas?
Kymberly Foster Seabolt ponders the falling iguana phenomenon in south Florida.
Memories of Gram
My Gram's time on this earth would span 31,652 days. 1929-2016. It was so much more than numbers. My Gram lived the hell out of that dash.
Spiders and shipping boxes
Kymberly Foster Seabolt comes face to face with a strange spider shipped to her by mistake.
A little dirt won’t hurt
Most Americans are far from farming and farm life. We are not better for it.
Enjoy your worn grass
Kymberly Foster Seabolt urges readers not to sweat the wear and tear on a property. One day, the kids grow up and the grass grows back.
Magical house
Kym Seabolt and her daughter have a special relationship with their home, the "magical house."
How to have a happy quarantine
Kymberly Foster Seabolt shares her continued quarantine thoughts — the good, the bad and what everyone's wishing, Netflix, just assume we're still watching.
Peacock, party of two?
Kymberly Foster Seabolt was recently visited by a pair of peacocks. She recaps the chaos that ensued.
Empty nest
Kym Seabolt's children are growing up and moving out. She reflects on how their spaces in her house have changed, but the meaning of home hasn't.
