Last week I sat in front of the laptop, glancing out a window to the side yard. Cloud-hooded day. Redbirds and finches overwhelmed the...

On my way to town, I drive past houses where smoke from chimneys curls upward. It’s comforting to watch the updraft. I suddenly recall...

It happens every October, but has it ever been more breathtaking than this year? Showy leaves, an extravaganza. It makes me feel quick...

I have been highly blessed to have known wise women during my lifetime. What a difference they have made. Sometimes they appeared one at...

I look across the hayfield and see nothing but Queen Anne’s Lace, a field of wildflowers. Something is wrong here. Instead of hay, we...

What is this about? I probably go to lunch with one of my friends twice a month. I couldn’t care less about where we go, how fancy it is,...

I live in the Ozarks of Arkansas, but my thoughts and prayers have been in Montana and Florida this week. Before that, they were in Texas...

Almost August. My last two months are full of eustress* and distress: a family wedding, reunions, trips, plans broken, lack of rain,...

The mulch pile had turned as black as the delta. We were trying to beat the heat, so we were up early, moving mulch to flowerbeds. My...

Yesterday was a day of possibilities. Pillowy clouds against a blue sky. Then a storm shoved its way through, snapping arms off maples,...