Tonight’s back porch visitor was a Cecropia, the largest moth native to North America. I relish these cool evenings. If we’re lucky, they’ll stretch into June, as they’ve done a handful of past summers. Cool enough to keep the back door open...
“As with the season of Lent itself—a wintry season of contemplation, spiritual focus, and petition—these symbols of new life, out of the deathlike state of winter, are emblems of the newness of spring, rebirth, and rejuvenation. — James Theodore Farmer III The...
As I dumped the water, noticing how thirsty the roses, and as I refilled the vase, I thought: these are some of the most beautiful roses I’ve ever had. And. Funny: I bought them for myself. Then I realized how fitting…. Whether you have a partner or not...
2020—What did you learn? What did we learn? What did I learn?: I may have just been accused of being Pollyanna. I question that of myself regularly. Yet, again and again, I justify my thoughts based on my experiences—which have included my own share of grief,...
As we approach 2021 with held breath and fingers crossed, I’ve compiled a series of mostly Facebook posts that I wrote between January 2019 and April 2020 and publishing them here. I’ve been wanting to do this for some time. The feedback received was that...
