A Dark, Sweet Pleasure
As Seamus Heaney wrote in his poem, “Blackberry Picking,” the red berries finally “inked up and that hunger / sent us out” to harvest. It’s
(my daily blog)
As Seamus Heaney wrote in his poem, “Blackberry Picking,” the red berries finally “inked up and that hunger / sent us out” to harvest. It’s
The Northern Cardinal eggs hatched this morning! Baby Northern Cardinals Fresh from their shells, those little mouths open so wide! Feed me! Feed me!
During breakfast, my husband announces: “The tire man really helped me rejoice today!” I know that some flair is coming. “What do you mean?” “Well,