making sense of life in the details
On December 31, 2019, I had a lot of hopes. At our sweet friends’ New Year’s Eve party, I shakily wrote my resolution on a thin piece of cardboard: ‘attend my first writer’s conference’ and then I paused and added something like, ‘pursue publishing’. In the weeks that followed, I applied for and received a... Continue Reading →
I am astounded by phlox. You know, the tiny little perennial flower that pops up in bright pink, purple, and white this time of year on hillsides and rock walls. We planted a couple of small bits on our patio around some larger planters four or five years ago and each year it comes back... Continue Reading →
