Rainy Days and Sundays

The sun woke me early this morning.  It’s always a welcome awakening. Shining through my east bedroom window the beam strikes the mirror (positioned to catch it) and light floods the entire room. For a few moments, I lay silent, letting the illumination fill me; it reaches into the shadowed corners of my psyche and…

Have Garden Will Share

Sadly, most of my garden is now overgrown and choked with weeds. I feel more and more each day that I’m falling hopelessly behind. This year I’ve accepted, with much sorrow that my once lovely gardens, having offered me daily retreat for so long, are now lost to me.

Sunday Morning Coming Down

It’s Sunday. The house is quiet in these early morning hours. I’m tucked away in my she-room, sipping fresh coffee. In summer, when the sun rises early enough to angle through the small window, it falls across the corner of the antique maple dresser I stripped down to the wood and then hand-rubbed with tung…

The Ties That Bond

I reunited with a very good friend last year. She is one of those friends that you wish was family, until you realize if she was family, you’d probably kill each other. I was seventeen when we met, she was 23 and newly married. She likes to tell people she taught me everything I know…

April

It’s April first, April Fool’s Day. While I used to enjoy a good prank on this day, even when it was on me, it’s not my thing anymore. Since I’m going to be staying home all day, just the hubs and me, I’m pretty sure any Fool’s day foolery is off the table. Though Mother…

Ring Out the Old, Ring In the New

Well, here we are, on the threshold of another brand new year. This last one has been a doozy. I wasn’t keeping a tote board, so I’m not sure whether we’ve suffered more political or natural upheaval on this venerable but also fragile planet. Either way it was exhausting. Ancient hatred oozed up from the…