Undeserved (SOLS)
In the back southwest corner of our yard is a dump pile. It’s a place for grass clippings and watermelon rinds and leaves and trimmings from the flower beds. It… Read more Undeserved (SOLS) →
In the back southwest corner of our yard is a dump pile. It’s a place for grass clippings and watermelon rinds and leaves and trimmings from the flower beds. It… Read more Undeserved (SOLS) →
Today it is grey. The weather has turned (at least for now) and the leaves rustle gold and rust under my feet. My thoughts swirl like the autumn breeze and I wonder if, maybe, this season is my favorite. I think about the beef and noodles that will fill our bowls and the Honeycrisp apples ready to crunch for dessert. My mind twirls the places of the week. Soccer fields and Scout hall and church and football fields and after school pick up. I wonder how we will ever keep… Read more Real Life Now (SOLS) →