by Ariela Zucker The lone red leaf on a soft mat of green that I detected this morning, is it a sign of fall? “One swallow does not a summer make,” (Aristotle), a voice inside me resists. One red leaf does not herald a season just like one flake of snow is not a sign […]
by Karen Price Three hens live at our house — Cinnamon, Clove, and Pepper. The first two are friendly Buff Orpingtons and for the latter is a Black Maran. The buff lay the lighter brown eggs and the Maran lays what is known as chocolate eggs. Who wouldn’t want a chicken that lays chocolate eggs? […]
by Ariela Zucker Mowing our extensive lawn is my acknowledged job. While we rotate other chores, no one will ever try to take that one away from me. I spend endless hours on the riding mower and wonder time and time again how I was pulled into doing it almost from the moment we […]
by Teresa Lynn There is a corner coming into my neighborhood that for some reason always has a pothole. Two or three times a year it gets filled in, but always within a few weeks, the pothole is back. If you don’t give wide berth on that corner, you’ll get the jarring experience of a […]
by Ariela Zucker “Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance.” Charles Lindbergh On the road to my daughter’s home, this morning, I drive by the river. I look at its shimmering blue, now that it got freed from the […]
by Sara Etgen-BakerI often sat next to Father on an old tree stump surrounded by ancient trees listening to him tell fairy tales about trees; tales of trees with human faces, tales of trees that talked, and tales of trees that sometimes walked. The old growth forest surrounded us, alive with hidden secrets. The trees […]
