Hundred-year-old Tree. So loud as you tumble, rumble to the floor of the woods, the muffling blanket of snow doesn’t keep little hands fro...

Today we had a glorious, unexpected sign of Spring. I know some of you out there are having to settle for green tulip tips appearing in yo...

*** So Teach Us To Number Our Days  was included in the Summer 2011 edition of The Old Schoolhouse ® Magazine .    So T...

Today I decided to have a Beauty Moment. After all, it is my birthday and I’ve been thinking big thoughts lately. As I stood by the back ya...

, I've always been mildly opposed to the phrase "The Terrible Twos."  We usually say something like Terrific Twos because I re...

I love seeing our house from the outside in. Something about standing outside of the house in the evening, looking in through the windows,...

No poetry tonight. Just tired thankfulness. When Lydia's knee started hurting and then swelling in the fall (requiring detective work ...

A good thought penetrated into my sleepy head yesterday morning. It was such a beautiful morning, with piercing blue sky and the type of ...

My mind is not well ordered. It is crammed full of things of various quality–some useful, some broken, some forgotten, some well-loved, s...