Finding our writing voice takes courage, strength and vulnerability. Learn about the surprising toughness of the fragile butterfly and what it teach us about those same characteristics.
At a bend in the wooded path, old growth oaks give way to acres of towering Spruce. Their vaulting trunks…
Snip, snip. The scissoring of my shears cuts through the heavy autumn air. Leaning over my garden beds, I stretch…
“What made me think buying more socks would change my life?!” my friend asks pointedly. Her expression says it…
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy….
A white winter wonderland greeted us this morning. It’s April 9 and snow covers my newly reinstalled patio furniture. Snow…
I’m trying something new.
Last year about this time, I shared the story of saying goodbye to life-long summer neighbors. (Read the essay here.) For…
“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same…
My garden’s Milkweed flourished this summer. For the first time, I discovered monarch caterpillars munching away at the leaves….
