There is something about the month of May that bubbles up giddy. It’s got all the good things going for it; beautifully dramatic weather, anticipation of summer, and so many celebrations. May seems a marker month for transition and change and happy tears. Delight should be her middle name. This second day of my favorite… Continue reading A Case for Standing and Staring
It’s Friday morning. The sun slants across the field outside my window, casting shadows on the gnarly woods around the creek. The kitchen counter is filled with scraps of lists that cast their own shadow on the day. The laundry needs folding, the basement smells like our dog has another kidney infection and the morning’s… Continue reading How to Give Your Broken Mess the Stink Eye
Hello, 2016! Welcome to The (newly designed) Story Place. I was itching to do a big fat blog overhaul all last year but knew it would be time consuming and require more brain cells than I was willing to commit. Thankfully, my new posse of Hope Writer friends have given me courage to learn new things. Combined… Continue reading New Year, New Story
The tipping point of winter came on Tuesday. I was able to take a walk after work and breathe deep down into toes. Shoulder muscles relaxed as I listened to the same new song over and over. It felt like hope was being infused in the molecules of the air, a raw waking up after… Continue reading On Spring, Poetry and a New Song
There are times I ask myself, “What in the world am I doing?” Like that time I left our 18 month daughter with my in-laws and climbed a 14’er named Mt. Harvard as sponsor on a youth trip. Or maybe that time at 44, after a few piano lessons, I found myself lined up with 9… Continue reading I Am From…
