My planner is empty. I bought it at the start of the year in an attempt to become more organized and purposeful with my days. Now it sits unused, this quarantine period having erased weddings, meetings and get-togethers. Am I, too, sitting empty in this waiting time? It is easy to let the hours and … Continue reading Plans

It has been more than a month now that we have been sequestered at home, allowed to leave only for necessities. In the beginning we were upbeat, willing participants in the noble goal of protecting the vulnerable. Our town and many others joined together to support and help each other through this terrible time. Masks … Continue reading Quarantine

The lake ice is melting, shifting colors from white to gray. Ducks arrow down to splash around its edges. By the house, a few green things push tips up through the thawing soil. At this time when most of the world is on lockdown, spring comes out from under the winter snow. Even as we … Continue reading Resurrection

I remember the scent of the mountains in summer, of pine and cedar, of pressing my nose into the bark of a Ponderosa pine for a whiff of vanilla; of the sharp scent of sage after a summer storm. Here by the lake the air is cold and clear, but later there will be the … Continue reading Inhale

The robins returned to our crabapple tree last week. Though the snow lay deep, still they came, singing, announcing that spring has arrived although the snow still flutters down and all lies frozen and frosted white. The world waits now in a kind of winter, still and dormant under the grip of a virus. We … Continue reading Robins

I remember him, waiting here in the still whiteness of winter. I remember the first time he came to me, and the last. I remember the celebrations, and the long walks in silence. I remember, in the bread and the cup. In the songs and the worn pages, marked. In the breeze, in the warm … Continue reading Remembering

Intricate miracles are we, rods and cones arranged to perceive beauty, tiny hairs trembling in the spiraled cochlea arranged to hear music and birdsong and the voice of a friend. Each child, cells rapidly dividing, already programmed with the color of eyelashes and unique swirl of fingerprints, life forming in obscurity before we are even … Continue reading Wonder

A wolf ran by today. Out on the frozen lake, in the dim, gray light that precedes the dawn he trotted, solitary. What was his mission, leaving the wilderness toward civilization? Our house lies on the dividing line between neighborhoods and the places where wild things live. The stream that feeds our lake shelters ducks, … Continue reading Wilderness

Valentine's day - do you love it or hate it? It seems to me that this day, meant to celebrate love, often is a source of disappointment and discontent.  Some of us haven't reconciled the difference between romance and love. Some of us set a high bar for romantic gestures and when our expectations aren't … Continue reading Valentine’s Day