I chuckled when I read the first line of Sandi’s message. “It’s February.” Need we say more? It reminded me of a well-worn children’s book handed down to us from my husband’s Aunt Mary. In it a chatty family of field mice living in an old stone wall were busy gathering nuts and grain for … Read more
“Hope is the thing with feathers— That perches in the soul— And sings the tune without the words— And never stops—at all—” Emily Dickinson According to both Merriam-Webster and Dictionary.com, the word of the year is Pandemic. No surprise as COVID-19 has upended us globally, nationally, locally (our club! our club!) and personally. We are … Read more
November comes And November goes, With the last red berries And the first white snows. With night coming early And dawn coming late, And ice in the bucket And frost by the gate. The fires burn And the kettle sings, And earth sinks to rest Until next Spring. by Clyde Watson
Work of sight is done. Now do heart work On the pictures within you. Rainer Maria Rilke Another growing season draws to a close. While we clear our plots and store our pots many of us make mental notes of what worked and what we may do differently next spring. The more organized among us … Read more