Some magic
On this first day of the year we woke long after dawn to a sun high and hot enough to burn off the fog. The ground…
Where the daffodils bloom
Old property maps of our farm reveal boundary lines that no longer exist. The trails we hike or four-wheel used to be main roads, or as…
My diller killer
Armadillos aren’t native to Missouri, but we’re seeing them come in droves. Blame global warming. Or deny global warming. But the fact of life is that…
Love is our essential task
I heard this great quote on a soundcloud episode the other day (and the source of the quote originally appeared this New York Times Modern Love…
Nobody tells you about this part
“How do we define love? Is it fated or created?” –Lisa Tobin I’ve had my life to myself since Friday and it feels devastatingly good. I…
It takes a village
We bought a house. Have I mentioned that? Well, not exactly a house — but a manufactured home. A double-wide. A trailer. I say this shruggingly.…
Hail no, but yes
Pax is getting old too quickly. Most days I can shove that truth aside and go on, but sometimes it catches up with us. Lately, she…
Dusk
Jon built an owl box–for me, he claimed–and was so upset that I wasn’t more excited about it that he refused to show it to me…
An unexpected goodbye
We buried the cat with no pomp but much circumstance. It felt like the end of something. He’d been run over. Unceremonious and stupid and accidental,…
Reach
“Each one of us here today will at one time in our lives look upon a loved one who is in need and ask the same…
