Resolving Doors

Resolving Doors

The chickadees peep relentlessly, a reminder to put out more birdseed. It’s been a hard cold fortnight, how they have managed to survive is a wonder. How our ancestors survived long prairie winters is a wonder. It’s warmer now, only -15 and I imagine going for a quick...
Unfinished Business

Unfinished Business

I’m writing this on a blustery morning, the springtime sun is obscured by cloud. This past weekend, with the help of my friend the Plant Whisperer Audrey, I finished the garden. We dug new soil and compost, peat, and worm castings into the earth; planted the last of...
To the Single Mom at Christmas

To the Single Mom at Christmas

You are enough. You have enough. You do enough. This can feel like the ultimate Noah’s Arc time – two by two couples march through the season, decking the halls and checking lists twice, conspiring over boozy eggnog for the perfect gifts for their kids. It’s a...
A Walk in the Park

A Walk in the Park

This morning was one of those glorious fall mornings: beautiful full frame sunrise, crisp clean air, the changing landscape of an ever kinetic autumn. (Today’s trees won’t look the same tomorrow). In short, it was a day that shouted, “let’s get going people.” And yet...
Imaginary Ages

Imaginary Ages

My Mom feels 36 and is shocked every time she looks in the mirror and sees an old woman. Coincidentally, my imaginary age is also 36. While I don’t see an 87-year-old gramma, I do see wrinkles and renegade hairs. (That is, when I put on my glasses). Time marches on,...
Traditional Evolution

Traditional Evolution

There is an interesting mix of contradiction this time of the year: light and dark, new and old, anticipation and reflection. There’s excitement of course: sleeping in, great food, good friends, familiarity. It’s an opportunity to celebrate traditions that go back...