Category: Summer

  • With those new eyes I'm learning to use, I need to carve out more real estate in my heart to comprehend the images demanding to be seen. My brain is quick to label, judge, dismiss, move on. I need to tell it to take a seat. Morning ritual: 'see' my face in the mirror and…

  • “Let me settle in first so I can make a nice spot for you.” I gathered scraps of hay left on the barn floor and mounded them up. I patted the pile, nodding for Solomon to lie down. He burrowed alongside me and I covered him in my shawl. As I closed my eyes praying…

  • I had arrived at my appointment with plenty of time to spare. I sat in a hot, stuffy car with the windows rolled down, looking out over the packed parking lot and listening for any rustling of breeze in the leafy boughs and tall grass. No breeze, but a mockingbird mockingly trilled its delight at…

  • A frozen moment that will forever keep little brothers little.  

  •   Off to school. Heading into work. Planning out the week ahead. Lots of hours waiting empty and full of everything. What are your plans for them? All the big moments and fleeting seconds that add up under one column or the other. How will you use them? How will you view them when they’ve…

  •   My favorite handful of summer. A goodly amount tossed atop my bowl of chocolate granola has Wednesday looking mighty fine in blue.

  •   Maybe the 4th of July doesn’t readily elicit images of meat pies and English lit (you know, that whole thing about commemorating our indepdendence from Mother England and all), but a little beef and Brontë is how I celebrated the occasion. Parades, backyard grilling, and things that go BOOM are well and good. Crowds,…

  •   Summer relaxation always involves reading. And look at what Karin at Enbokcirkelföralla sent me! Happy, happy am I. Almost feel like taking the day off from work to start in on the stories, but no such luck for now. With one colleague out having surgery and another on vacation, book crackin’ plans are put…