To cull: to choose, select, or pick. Anything picked out and put aside. Words mean more than things. When my parents died, my siblings shared all their belongings. I only wanted their words. Things mean little to me, but give me letters, articles saved, and stories told. There is a kind of power in […]
January 18 – Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
My New Year’s resolution to let others be themselves and not react to their moods is being tested. I’m at the spice shop for my annual ritual of purchasing new spices in January. “Good morning, may I help you?” “I have a list of spices to purchase.” “Okay, read off your list.” “Basil, bay leaf, […]
November 15 – Gluten
Its bubbles make me smile. Do you need a feeding? The sour smell tells me today’s breads will be perfect. Today is Sunday, so it’s bread day. I make sour dough loaves on Sunday for the entire family. I have a physical and emotional attachment with the sour dough that comes from “feeding” it several […]
