Ripe with Joy
My husband calls me to the garden. “The first blueberry is blue!” he reports. “Already?” We find that first ripe blueberry, and it makes us
(my daily blog)
My husband calls me to the garden. “The first blueberry is blue!” he reports. “Already?” We find that first ripe blueberry, and it makes us
Today we venture into all the things we’ve saved for a rainy day. The movies and popcorn! Long visits to the library! Knitting! Boardgames! We
I arrive at the part of summer devotions where I ask my daughters when they felt most loved. One says it’s when she held her
I’m reading a book about alligators with my youngest daughter, and I learn the definition of a keystone species. A keystone species uses the environment
I’m reading a line in Jamie Zeppa’s memoir from her time in Bhutan about her love of secret places. As a child, she loved finding
The wind whips around my body as I bend down to the strawberry patch. Within only a moment, the garden darkens. I look up, amazed
It’s the last walk to school! I tell the parents, “It’s the end! It’s really the end!” One father says, “Or the beginning.” It is
Today I have lunch with a dear friend who truly knows how to have a great family. I couldn’t wait to talk to her and
When I moved to this town and showed up to retrieve my oldest daughter from kindergarten, a woman came to find me. She introduced herself,
I find myself reading Ever Bitter Thing is Sweet whenever I can. Today, I read the entry, and I want to hug this woman, read