I’m writing over at the Mudroom, this week. Here’s a little sample…
The morning light filters in through wavy glass windows in a little nook off a farmhouse dining room. I sit across from Christie Purifoy, watching a squirrel foraging outside in the winter-bitten grass, and it strikes me that the drab brown of mid-March is a perfect backdrop for our conversation about placemaking–a visual reminder that cultivating places of beauty and peace takes vision, hard work, and dedication.
And often, the ones who do the hard work, are strikingly absent. Especially when they are women.
Read the full conversation about placemaking and Christie’s book Placemaker at the Mudroom.