It is the darkest day of the year. Folks in the northern hemisphere will see just nine hours and thirty-two minutes of daylight today, and if you are here in Ohio, that light is blocked by a thick layer of clouds and rain. Time is short to spread the light, to let the light shine … More Advent Day 21: We Are Outraged!
Tonight I made a big bowl of kettle corn and two mugs of hot chocolate with two big marshmallows each, started the first fire of the year in the fireplace, and piled onto the couch with my three beautiful, marvelous, remarkable children who know nothing of senseless rage unloaded onto the spirits of their peers, to watch … More Advent Day 14: Pajama Movie Night, Waiting out the Darkness
Today’s advent activity is supposed to be “Take a winter walk.” It is at least cold enough today to call it winter, but I’m a little bummed that I put this on the calendar before looking at an extended forecast. It would be much more fun to do this with snow. I think it’ll still … More Advent Day Five: Take a Winter Walk
In November, our lips trembledwith the breath of winter etched in frost across the windows. We gazed at dawn’s arrival casting bands of icy glitter on brass and copper oak leaves holding tight to frozen branches, as if they could stop the turnof seasons, suspend the spinof Earth around the sun, butnothing can slow this … More Advent: The First Candle (Poem)
It is the season of Christmas music, Christmas lights, Christmas cookies, Christmas parties, Christmas shopping, and Christmas. Christmas. Just the word lifts my spirits. Merry Christmas to you. And you. And you over there, too! I’d like to give a shout out to the folks over at Kodak Gallery. I ordered *stuff* from them on … More The Holidays
Easter Saturdays (tentative title because I stink at titles) Cars full of people split the swamp where my creek flows.They must not ponder, pause, stare at hollowed logs,branchless trunks and wonder about the end of winter,spring still a whisper in the trickle of cold water through the culvert. What does all this dying mean, this … More Easter Saturdays
Snow in Auburn More than once I have heardyour frosty winter promise whispered, the fire crackle of your laughter,felt your sorrow falling with the snap of heavy branches in the woods.Eternity, you roar so loud it wakes me from my sleep; I standby the slamming screen door and stare, wind sudden, deliberate, constant,each gust stirring … More Snow in Auburn