Category Archives: family

One Square Mile

Main Street has changed quite a bit, but Peaceable Kingdom is still there with the table of toys down the center, matchbook enamel pins and wooden counter #annarbor #goinghome #nostalgia A post shared by Elleanor Chin (@elleanorchin) on Jun 1, … Continue reading

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Patchwork ROI

I have a complicated relationship with quilts. They’re one of the few things I can reliably and consistently sew. They are a significant part of my maternal family culture. My great grandmother, great aunts, and several of my aunts have … Continue reading

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Crunchy Bugs and Hair Salad

Did you know lice make this little crunching sound between your nails when you smash them? It’s utterly, horribly gross and strangely satisfying. The last time I got lice was when I was nine. I remember sitting on my bed … Continue reading

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The Star and The Mountain

Today I realized how spectacularly horrid being from Columbine, Colorado or Newtown, Connecticut must be sometimes. The place you were born, or went to middle school, or had your wedding reception is tagged in the minds of millions with irrational … Continue reading

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An Honest Rug

  I finished my rag rug. It’s a slightly different shape than it was originally intended and it took about eight months, but it looks and feels like what I was after. My false start back in January or so … Continue reading

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Baroque Geography and Memory Salad

My father died 10 years ago today, after a period of dementia and failing health that was much more heartbreaking than his actual death. He was 83. I have a friend, Jessica, whose mother died one year ago today after … Continue reading

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New Year’s Weevils

When I was growing up, my parents hosted three, maybe four parties a year in our old house on Hamilton Place. Chinese New Year, my mother’s birthday in October and Thanksgiving were all raucous affairs where we invited Dad’s students, … Continue reading

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