White lead paint sloughed away, exfoliated by wind and rain. Bright cheeks weathered gray, recalling laughter of yesterday. Wooden legs… Read more Remains

White lead paint sloughed away, exfoliated by wind and rain. Bright cheeks weathered gray, recalling laughter of yesterday. Wooden legs… Read more Remains
Maggie’s obsession with carousels began six months ago when Nettie, her grandma, brought her a coloring book with sketches of… Read more Important
My love for crimson clover started my senior year in college. I’d never really paid them much attention before then.… Read more Gumberries
If I had a dollar for every cynical, ungrateful, and whiny social media post I’ve seen about 2016, I’d be covered in… Read more 2016 gift list
That pesky red-bellied woodpecker. I have stalked that woodpecker since I first noticed him, just a few days after we… Read more Stalking stillness
Before I move on, I want to look back—not to dwell on the past or listen to Sirens, as I… Read more 2013 gift list
When my friend Bruce invited me to his concert next weekend, I was stoked—and then immediately felt totally bummed. His… Read more Choosing not to
My husband changes the oil in our vehicles himself. When his brake pads need to be replaced, he borrows tools… Read more Not wasted
This morning, I awoke to the adorable chatting and fussing of my nine week-old infant daughter. Moans and groans followed–not… Read more Greener grass
Life is incredibly short. I was reminded of this yesterday when my husband learned that a friend of his from… Read more Setting down the bucket