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Roses for Remembrance

In the park

the child says:

watch me.

It will not count

unless

you see.

– D. Nurske

Hope

Every winter seems impossible. Clouds draped over the sun, Naked trees, howling winds… Yet still, the blossoms come.

Life, Death and Books in 2022

I keep a list of books that I read each year. In 2022, the list is linked to the life and loss of my mom.

In Memoriam, In Person

At a memoandemic losses were compounded by not being able to gather to in community.

Baking in Community, Connection

It started with lemons and became a lesson in what brings people together, even when they are far apart.

Fallow

I haven’t posted on my blog in almost a year. A lot has happened during those 10 months. The time was not wasted.

Books I Read in 2021

I have traveled to Mars, visited the Thames in Victorian England, watched war from the walls of Troy, laughed and cried over love and death in white paper pages with black markings.

Growing is Painful. The Alternative is Worse.

Many of my garden plants have spent more than a year in my care, and it became apparent this spring that several of them needed transplanting. I could see that the rosemary stood taller than its blue planter, the thyme had spilled over the edges of its pot, the oregano towered above its aqua home,Continue reading “Growing is Painful. The Alternative is Worse.”

Wildflower Weekend Wonder

I went to North Table Mountain Ecological Preserve this weekend. Before I got there, I felt drained from a busy and emotional week, and I hoped that a walk would help me clear my head. Everywhere I looked, flowers painted the landscape with purples, yellows, whites, pinks and oranges. Poppies spilled down valleys between basaltContinue reading “Wildflower Weekend Wonder”

What My Ring Toe Has To Say

Walking, dancing and yoga are my go-to coping mechanisms, but my ring toe had other plans.