Live With Flair

I eat peas fresh from the pod as I stand in our little garden. There’s just something about doing this that brings me right into

This morning, I read a post by Judy Douglass on going low. It’s about motherhood, but it’s also about choosing the “lowest place” in all

Today I remember to calm down with all my driven tendencies to do more, write more, plan more, build a better platform, etc. etc. etc.

As the summer rolls on, some days feel very long. I find that if we have one special thing–a simple thing–the day changes somehow. It

All week, I revise a novel’s point of view. It’s hard! The narrator tells the story through the lens of just one character, so I

At 6:20 AM, my husband calls me to the window to see something exceedingly delightful (and seldom seen) by humans. Two Pileated Woodpeckers perform a

We check the garden every day now. We’re already harvesting cucumbers, but the tomatoes, beets, and peppers aren’t anywhere near ready.  The sunflower hasn’t bloomed;

I’m walking in the woods for the last time with my dear neighbor who will move away on Monday. It’s evening, and the sun sets

I’m standing at the kitchen sink as the bright yellow sunlight streaks across the windowsill in front of me. I check the gardenia cutting–the one

Last night, the fireworks show begins with a reading of the Declaration of Independence. I’m listening to the voice boom over the loudspeakers across the