He asked me to come see the tractor close up. I followed. He invited me up into the cab. I climbed up and into the one seat with him. What else could I do?
Jack the Ripper–and Tapping an Inner Source of Trust and Faith
Projects, Quests, and the Intensity of Life (Or Nettles, Part II)
When I was twenty, I took a year away from college. I was a Californian, but I’d been going to a small, extremely intense liberal arts college in the East, and it felt right to leave for somewhere for a while. My first move was to France for a semester abroad. I recall that our... Continue Reading →
Collecting Maple Sap for Syrup–and for an Excuse to Say “Spile”
Maple syruping: that’s my topic this week, although it had stiff competition with landmark events and astonishing everyday occurrences. Landmark events? Early in the week I finished the first draft of my second novel. I was travelling, but not for work, which gave me the time to concentrate. Another landmark event: My dad turned 92. My... Continue Reading →
A Smile like a Sunbreak on a Winter Day: Family and my New Granddaughter Roz
When she opens into a smile, I feel like the sun breaks through a cloud.
Barb Lachenbruch 