The Grace of Planting in the Dark

The Grace of Planting in the Dark

My husband came back from an early morning trip to the store for ground meat to form into patties and be devoured within minutes by our crew. We had hamburger buns, but no hamburgers. The care and feeding of boys seems like a puzzle these days—a riddle that keeps...
Holding the Year Gently

Holding the Year Gently

It is that time, we find ourselves still in the lingering glow of the new year. The threshold has been crossed with wide-eyed wonder and possibility. Promises that this year will be the year echo everywhere. At two weeks in, reality begins to seep into the edges of...
Gracefully Observing Rites of Passage

Gracefully Observing Rites of Passage

One of my most treasured times of the year is the week after Christmas before the blank slated new year begins.  I can finally exhale and take in some of the holiday magic I crave.  The new toy and gadget appeal is in full effect, the fridge is stocked with our...