It’s Saturday, slow-paced, glazed with clouds and cool temperatures. I’m on my back porch, refusing to make lunch. We woke late, meaning we should eat
Let’s take something else and make it less stressful, shall we? Your Word for the year. I’d first heard of this practice back in 2009.
I hear you. By January 2nd, I made lists of things that I would like to change. And, that’s fine. Wanting something to be better
There is a path and I will be filled. For the past two weeks, my family and I drove and drove and drove to, in
Life gets so heavy. Some days, most days, it can feel beyond what I can physically carry. It’s not one thing that looms large over
It’s Friday night. I can hear the frogs and the crickets, and the light brush of the wind against the lush of leaves. My neighbors
Here in Kentucky, we seem to be on the edges of spring. Every day is another edge, another inch, another moment closer to beauty, lightness,
The last two weeks have been hard, but it’s helped me write what exactly…