I fill one more yellow bowl with ripe tomatoes (you know, one of those big old Tupperware ones that everyone has). I’ve roasted batch after batch with garlic and aromatic herbs, tucking them away in the upright freezer downstairs. It’s satisfyingly full for this time of year, with beets, borscht, carrots, beans and tomatoes in…
On a late summer Sunday morning, when there’s a distinct something (I dare not call it a chill, though that’s what it is) in the air, I’m out in the garden, mug of coffee in hand, peering at spent pansy blossoms, looking for seed pods that are dry enough to harvest. I want to grow pansies in…
“I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again.” Georgia O’Keefe It wasn’t my intention to step away from this space for most of the summer, but as time went by, more and more, it seemed the right thing for me. Twice I opened my MacBook, thinking I’d tap out…
I started writing this post a week ago, then ran out of both desire and energy to continue. In short, I was experiencing what I had started to write about and was empty. Nothing to be done about it but to step away and refuel. I’m sitting at my desk that looks out onto our…
In the morning, we have coffee with a couple we hadn’t met before. Writers, the pair of them. All isn’t as we wish it to be in the world, but we have technology that facilitates connection that otherwise wouldn’t happen. That’s a gift. Turns out he and I are distantly related on the Letkeman side….
Apart from limiting exposure to, or abstaining from altogether, the news and social media, what are you doing to support your mental health these days? There’s prayer and focusing on those things which are unseen but are just as real and far more reliable than what we experience with our senses, and I’m not discounting…