I’m overdue for a post. When my daughters are around, underfoot, messy, loud, social (we always seem to have three or four extra kids here), I’m convinced that if they would just go away — just for a few days! — I would get some writing done. Then, they all take off and I stumble […]
“Somewhere it is written on a wall, ‘When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. When life is bitter, say thank you and grow.” -Joan Chittister, The Monastic Way “The world–or the part we humans are in charge of–is a mess. A huge, unconquerable mess. You cannot fix it, nor can you put it […]
(image from tasteofhome.com — I chose this picture for the bowl) I am pleased to share a poem written by my friend from Writing Lab, Kathryn Johnson. Feeding people seems to be one of our basic instincts in the face of grief. Making Potato Salad It is better to go to a house of […]
Syringa in my sister’s yard above Lewiston, Idaho. Recently, driving to Lewiston or Chehalis or Mt. Vernon, I saw a woman lunging a horse in a round corral. It was a young horse, a paint, and I imagined it as a filly, though (driving along the freeway) I couldn’t really tell. It looked so […]