by Darcy Wiley | Oct 31, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Pocket Change, Sweet Tea
I started October thinking about hypotheticals, the ingredients of my everyday dream life and how technology fit or didn’t fit the vision. I’m ending the month thinking back on actuality, all the dreamy and dull and demanding experiences that made up my days. I took...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 29, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Pocket Change
Today, I’m privileged to have writer and speaker, Marybeth Hicks share her creative ideas for guiding her teenagers in getting the most out of technology without it getting the best of them. She writes a weekly column for The Washington Times and has written...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 28, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Sweet Tea
Today, I’m happy to have my friend, Trina Cress, from Beginner Beans sharing how she balances online time with family life. I first got to know Trina through the blogosphere, but was blessed to get some time face-to-face time and even to share a meal together at...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 18, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Sweet Tea
When I ask her what she wants to be, I expect her to say “ballerina.” My little girl pirouettes and dances her own version of en pointe in her signature kitty cat tutu whenever the inspiration hits. Or maybe she’ll say “doctor,” with all of the heart checks using a...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 12, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Fresh-Cut Flowers, Sweet Tea
The other night when I was supposed to be baking a birthday cake, I found myself under a dead tree on one of the town’s alleys instead, picking up a twisted branch as thick as my wrists. It fanned out at all the right angles, looking like a set of antlers. Perfect...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 7, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Pocket Change, Sweet Tea
I can’t believe I’m sharing this. It’s kind of like those nightmares where I miss the bus and show up to middle school in my slip. I know some clean freaks, and if they knocked on my door unannounced and I saw them through the peephole, I’d probably turn around look...