The mulch pile had turned as black as the delta. We were trying to beat the heat, so we were up early, moving mulch to flowerbeds. My...

More than the garden phlox growing rotund heads, more than the display of bright red canna tongues shoving their way upward toward sky,...

Last evening. I saw the truth. No words. Just feelings. Just behaviors. But big enough for me to recognize it. I knew, after my husband...

Yesterday was a day of possibilities. Pillowy clouds against a blue sky. Then a storm shoved its way through, snapping arms off maples,...

Pancakes. My husband and I sit at the table while grandchildren serve our waiting plates. It’s sprinkling rain outside. Hospitality from...

Oh my! I think I was handed what I did not ask for, but maybe what I needed. Most of us are aware of tragedy and comedy in Shakespearean...

If we only knew the load each person bears, we’d likely become more loving, giving, caring. I wonder if God is bringing more and more...

No idea, no clue how this happens. In the thick of the day, I can be as solid as rock, hard as I need to be, and then, safe enough to be...

Sometimes we need a break, a time-out. That can look like a fifteen-minute coffee break, an hour hidden away in a bedroom, or three days...

Embers in my throat. Coughing and miserable. I’ve overdone. Now, I’m undone. I want to blame my schedule, my own private gong show, but a...