A Shock of Green

Early in the morning, before anyone else is up in the house save for me and my tiny Yorkie, I stand at the window in the den and look out over the cul de sac. Lawns and trees are greening up and the most daring among us (read: me) have planted annuals in pots. The

And That’s A Wrap

Grandfather and Granddaughter are at  the gym, Daughter is at work, the pups are digging into an early dinner, and I've got a few minutes to pop in here and tie up the week with a post. I lost track of time this week and was certain it was Saturday when I got up this

Simple Tuesday Things

As you can tell, my resolve to return to daily posting isn't going so well. This is interesting, because I've been pondering discipline lately and it seems I need to do more than simply ponder. Time seems to slip away as we walk the tightrope between early spring and full-on spring. I watch weather forecasts,

NOW, it’s Spring

The weather yesterday was glorious, and today promises to be even warmer. There’s no frost in the long-range forecast and I believe we’ve finally crossed over into full on spring. Hurray! Taking advantage of the beautiful sunny afternoon (after Gerry hiked in the morning and I painted), we tended to some things around the yard

Writing on the Deck

I'm sitting on the back deck writing this blog post. How sweet is that?! It's the first time this year I've been able to do so and—fingers crossed—there will be more opportunity to do the same next week. There is a herd of empty pots here with me, and my little pup, Murphy. Lettuce and

A Good, Good Friday

Never have I enjoyed a Good Friday church service as much as I did the one Gerry and I attended this morning. It's been three years since we sat in a church sanctuary with a group of, mostly unmasked, brothers and sisters in Christ and marked this Holy day by singing, listening to a word

A Busy, Chilly Morning

It’s mid-morning on a Monday. I’m just in from taking the dogs out in the backyard where it’s ridiculously cold for this time of year. The white frosty rooftops in the cul de sac first thing this morning looked more like those in December rather than April. I checked my weather app and am optimistic

Random Sunday Stuff

I'm just in from trimming back the lavender in the bed next to our front door. It's fragrant, even now, and the dose of aromatherapy paired with a reasonably nice afternoon was wonderful. Now I'm eyeing my new backyard vegetable garden and itching to get out there and toss some seeds in the ground. We're

Friday Afternoon

It's early Friday afternoon as I write this and, after a busy morning, I'm ready for a break. Seems like a good time to pop in and say "hello!". I've spent the morning working on Story Circle Network business--wrapping up the blog competition (winners will be announced next week) and getting ready for the poetry

Itching to Garden

There’s been little blip in the garden prep plans as Gerry nurses an injury, but we’ll get there. Today I’m going to experience the sweet aromatherapy of potting soil and start tomato and pepper seeds. My laundry room will morph into a plant room and will remain that way for the next few weeks. It’s

Can You Hear Us?

If you know me, you know I believe in the power of story. Allowing ourselves to be vulnerable enough to share our story makes us stronger and give us permission to own our truth and stand strong in it. Our stories can serve as catalysts for change when change is needed. Writing our stories enables