The grass is green

I continue to wake early even though the kids no longer go to school. In pre-quarantine life, I woke early to get into the kitchen, put the dishes away, make my smoothie and coffee, and get out before the kids woke up and filled the small space with sleepy-eyed wandering and fridge-staring. Now, with this … Continue reading The grass is green

Morning reading

I received a surprise in the mail last week. Out of the blue, a friend sent me this book: Braiding Sweetgrass. My friend said in her gift note, “Beautiful blend of personal narrative, ecosystems, and botany. Her voice reminds me of your blog posts.” After reading a few chapters, I have to say that latter … Continue reading Morning reading

Meditation by the pond

11:30am. I’m at a miniature picnic table in the autumn sun and breeze at Pandapas Pond outside of Blacksburg, Virginia. My knees hit the underside of the tabletop’s planks, but the wooden bench is warm, and I don’t mind that the table is the proper height for children rather than adults. Wind rustles leaves around … Continue reading Meditation by the pond