After the holidays, when the fun part of winter has ended but there are still at least three months of bare trees, no flowers, and cold that keeps us indoors, I start getting antsy about the garden. I stand at the windows and stare out, plotting, planning, making mental lists of seeds and plants to … Continue reading A new way to see
I joked with friends the other day that after transcribing several years worth of hand-written journals from my younger years, I now recognize it would be no great loss if they were all destroyed in a fire. There’s little of interest in them. They’re not deep, they’re not filled with big ideas or beautiful writing. … Continue reading I like the act of writing
As I may have mentioned before, I’m a little enamored with fountain pens right now. Some time in 2020, I realized I could purchase ink samples instead of full bottles. I’ve… accumulated a few vials of ink. As the collection of vials grew, they tumbled all over each other in the little wooden box I … Continue reading Organizing ink
I love Sunday mornings. They’re the one morning of the week I sleep in, with no chores or errands awaiting me. Today I slept until 8 am; I got a ten-hour night of sleep. After I made coffee, I sat at the kitchen table and watched the bird feeder that hangs in the oak tree. … Continue reading Sunday morning at the bird feeder
Given the lockdown and the increased amount of time we all spent at home in 2020, I would have expected my reading to soar. I feel like I read a lot, and I did!, but I didn’t really read that much more than I did in 2019. I read 60 books in 2019 and 65 … Continue reading Reading in 2020
The highlight of winter is already behind us, four days after the season’s start. Now, months of cold, wind, brown, and grey stretch before us. I look out the window and ache for emerald leaves. Christmas is only one day gone, and my mind is already on the garden. I ordered a seed catalog today. … Continue reading Christmas is over; I’m ready for spring
