Four Miles North of Springside
Every year around this time I call the farm. I listen to the muted ring of the rotary phone, and wait.Mom says, “Hello?” Her voice, careful at first, then,“Oh...
Every year around this time I call the farm. I listen to the muted ring of the rotary phone, and wait.Mom says, “Hello?” Her voice, careful at first, then,“Oh...
– To pray for the peace of all peoples, will add a grain of hope to this flickering new year; – a contented soul is paradise; – heaven, if w...
Because we followed an evening star, here, to our new slimmed-down home among the stolid mountains, the high jewel lakes, the anxious highway,the lordly loggi...
My new volunteer position as caretaker of the Wildwood Ecoforest property, afforded me the pleasure of going for a hike through 80-plus acres of old-growth fo...