We are sowing, daily sowing Countless seeds of good and ill ... Seeds that lie unchanged, unquickened, Lifeless on the t...

One of my prized possessions is an index card smudged with butter and ink. Years ago, I don't remember when, I asked Jeff's Gran...

The perspective of details: 1. I gave Samuel ice cream. La-di-dah. Ho-hum. 2. It was a potty treat. 3. Not as a reward for produci...

Emma saw me working on this post for another blog where I freelance (and I mean freelance), and she convinced me to come out of blog exile (...

The walk to school on the first day, Aug. 23. Indulge me here. I know, I know. The first day of school was last week , and I honestly had t...

Dear Grandma, Thank you for the package! When Mom and I came home from a meeting it was fun to see a box under the door mat. Mom was r...

Gardening has taught me appreciation despite flaws. Gardening has taught me to look at an expanse of land for what it can become, to see ...