Picking blueberries reminds me of a time when I was particularly happy. And nothing says home more than good memories.
May Day, Arbor Day, and Every Day – “I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree”
This year and moving forward, what are you doing to show our Mother that you love her?
Wendell Berry’s poetry is more salient this year than ever. In the midst of everything, participate in Spring. Practice resurrection.
Epiphany is more than a light in the sky or a sudden bright idea. That’s just the beginning.
Celebrating the Winter Solstice because light helps us find the way home.
Wherever you are on this side of the equator, it’s dark. May you put aside your distractions and settle into the night. Darkness is a gift.
Even with glittering lights, decorations, and cookies, this month can be tough for many of us.
Some thoughts about the history and current state of this holiday. What are YOU giving thanks for this year?