Day #157: The Trees of Spring
We live in the middle of Timber Crest Forest. Trees are plentiful. After months of knowing the trees by their trunks, boughs, and branches, the
We live in the middle of Timber Crest Forest. Trees are plentiful. After months of knowing the trees by their trunks, boughs, and branches, the
I am grateful for e-books. There. I’ve said it. I normally keep that quiet because I feel like I’m betraying The Readerhood. I have my
When I started working at the public library when I was 16, shelving books and magazines opened my world. I was attracted to The New
Yesterday, my cherished husband packed up a picnic lunch, invited me to sit lakeside to watch the spring waters, and converse. It was a much-needed
Numbers have intimidated me for most of my life. Words are my comfortable space, numbers not so much. In high school, we spent a month
I love taking showers. I do my best thinking there. But I always felt disgusted by a plastic shower curtain liner: the smell, the clinging,
I am grateful every day for the wonder of our Earth. So much beauty. Treated with respect, it provides sustenance, which we must return. We
In my early teens, I was too sick for my mom and me to travel to Chicago for Easter to visit her brother’s family. Instead,
All throughout the winter, what I miss the most is the comfort of our curtains blowing in the breeze. The graceful dance of the curtains
I am ever so grateful for the several Chapter & Verse Book Clubs around the country who have been meeting to discuss children’s and teen