Twelve Hours and Counting
I wrote blogs previously for New Year’s based on a practice I learned in Guatemala of wishing on twelve grapes, one grape per wish. This...
If Ornaments Were Only for Christmas
I pause in the bank parking lot, realizing after starting the engine that the three bangles I had selected that morning were no longer...
Time Spent with Trees
The hover of pumpkin pie spice and roast turkey was sliced by a sharper scent. Evergreen. Over the weekend and then following week...
