Be the Spoon
I read an illustration by Margaret Silf this morning about a beautiful potluck dinner she attended once. Imagine one particularly beautiful and delicious rice salad
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I read an illustration by Margaret Silf this morning about a beautiful potluck dinner she attended once. Imagine one particularly beautiful and delicious rice salad
Outside my classroom, it snows pollen. I watch as furry puffs of seeds, buds, and dreaded pollen mingle and dance in the April wind. It’s
When you only make sugar cookies twice a year (Christmas and Easter), you can measure your growth by them. This year, my daughters stay by
If you ask a child about what it means to be amazed lately, you’re bound to learn all about the cultural value of being amazed.
I’m teaching students how to review something. It seems simple, right? It seems obvious, natural, and everyday to evaluate something. Films, restaurants, art, clothing, technology.
The Weeping Cherry sends forth bright red buds, and the House Finches descend. Did you know that the male finch, with the bright red coloring,
I officially had the worst intestinal virus ever. I literally cried out to God on my knees to have mercy on me! For 5 days,
I went to the ER to rehydrate and manage the pain of the intestinal virus! I felt so silly and weak about the whole thing,
I’m disappointed with how quickly I sink down into the pits when I’m sick with a fever and upset stomach. The whole day seems terrible.
My awesome dad recently made this delicious dish from a recipe in Southern Living (click for recipe). It’s amazing. I mean it. Try it. They will love