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Into Each Life . . .

 . . .some rain must fall.

It’s a rainy Sunday and I couldn’t be happier about it. The rain is providing a gentle shower for all things green and growing on our farm–the meadow grasses and flowers, the trees, the veggie garden, the lawn and my perennial flower beds. All thirsty and in need of a good cleansing. It’s a good thing, especially since I have weeding to get to and our clay soil dries around the weeds like bricks and it’s impossible to pull them out. The rain softens the soil making them easy to pull.Read More

Obituaries

 

An unusual topic, I know. I am fascinated by obituaries. Weird but true. I feel compelled to read them whenever they pass before my eyes. You can tell so much about a person’s life and their relationships by their obituary. Is the obit long? Does it resemble a grocery list of their life’s accomplishments? Does it list family members all the way down to great-great children and how the deceased will be missed by all?Read More

Critical Voice

Someone whom I greatly admire, Kristine Katherine Rusch, posted about the critical voice this week on her blog. (You can read it here) For those who aren’t familiar with Kris, her blog is for readers as well as writers. She is a terrific writer, editor, and teacher and an all around great person. This particular post was aimed at writers who have a hard time setting their creative voices free, but it got me thinking about how the critical voice attacks us in all areas of our lives, not just as artists.Read More

Spring Has Sprung–Sort Of

This is a Spring Beauty, a sweet and delicate ephemeral found in the local woods. (Photo copyright Gunsmith Photo.)

Ephemeral flowers are quick to come and go. They show up when the ground has warmed but the leaves on the trees are not yet out so they get to soak up the sunshine before the woods get shady. We have several varieties and I look forward to them every year. When they arrive I know winter’s truly Read More

The Habits of Our Minds

Most of the humans I know tend to be lazy–not in action, but in our thinking. From the earliest days we develop an outlook on places,  events, people–on life in general–that becomes habitual to the point where we become stuck. We become rooted in specific thought patterns. This is how bigots, misogynists, and other prejudices are created.Read More