When Late is On Time

Summer sang tonight as the pink sky faded over the pond. I took Curry for a walk, savoring the cooling of evening. Cicadas buzzed from deep in the Shadow Wood as my youngest daughter quietly rocked back and forth in the swing which hangs from a tall and sturdy branch of the Oak Tree not…

He promises JOY.

I awakened to a muted dawn on this New Year's Day. It rained all night while the winds caused this big house to creak and moan. We have had a crazy December warm spell, but because of the front coming through, I expected it to be cool, so I donned sweats and a sweatshirt to…

The Hope of Advent

I wrote this poem in 2018, imagining the moment when Mary, the mother of Christ, arrived and baby John leapt for joy in his mother's belly. I wrote it long before anyone had ever heard of Covid-19. The world was already in pain, though, grieving death and injustice on the streets and in the courts...

Kitten Love

We knew Rosa was pregnant, and estimated she would deliver around the end of October based on when we first noticed her growing belly. We were a little off 🙂 On the morning of October 13, I stepped out of my back door to feed the animals and stumbled upon this sweet scene. To my…

The Hope of Autumn

Time feels like someone put their foot on the accelerator and just keeps pressing down, speeding things up, causing the scenery to blur. I feel my age, not so much physically but in how the world feels foreign. Aliens and strangers, the Bible tells me. We are all aliens and strangers.

Morning Mist

I ventured out for a walk early this morning, just before the sun peeked over the horizon. When I opened the front door, it was still almost completely dark and the fog greeted me, quite literally, by glowing in the lights flanking the front porch and clinging to my face. I could see the droplets…

Respite and Reset

Just yesterday, my family and I arrived home from three days in Perdido Key, Fl. We spent long hours relaxing, enjoying the sights and sounds, and sleeping in the middle of the afternoon. After the chaotic past two years, it was such a relief to entrust our home and animals into the capable hands of…

Hope

I had already fed the animals, picked off the morning's offering of tomatoes and okra, and sat down with a cup of coffee before I looked at the date. September 1. Though it is not the official beginning of Autumn (which is September 22), the march toward cooler temperatures, golden leaves and all things Crock…

Mud Pies and Mimosas

Over the weekend, the algorithm powers-that-be decided my feed should be filled with photos of the beautiful Mimosa Tree because they are in full bloom here in Tennessee. It's funny how a photo can bring back vivid memories. Mimosas are one of my favorite trees. When I was growing up, we had a huge one…