Tuesday, March 28, 2017

“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”

~ A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young

It’s funny how one’s perspective on the weather changes depending on what’s happening in the garden. (Oh, how wonderful to be in the garden again!)

I’m looking at the weather this morning hoping to see rain in the forecast for the sake of my newly planted peas. The water hasn’t been turned on in the community garden yet; it looks like we’ll be hauling water down there this afternoon to give the peas a drink.

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This photo is from what I’m calling my Nine Ladies Dancing series. These images all seem to tell a story–for me anyway–and I’m compiling my impressions in what will become a little ebook. It’s a fun project!


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
1 comment
  1. Please appease the peas. Please. And can’t wait for the ebook – what fun!

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