Morning Report: No Flowers Yet
“Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” Miss Honey asks (RIP Pete Seeger, social justice song-master). Earlier this week we were looking for snowdrops (flower bulbs – in past years we’ve […]
“Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” Miss Honey asks (RIP Pete Seeger, social justice song-master). Earlier this week we were looking for snowdrops (flower bulbs – in past years we’ve […]
On Saturday, February 1 Karl and I moved the restored park bench, now with the “Rest.Stop.” message incorporated, to its present location in the Secret Garden. Karl worked to restore
All things are coming together in a way that begins my lenten journey way before Ash Wednesday. Our mid-January burn and the beginning of a 3-month organizing project are surprisingly
The koi will continue their rest through the winter and we’ll look forward to seeing them again in spring. Spring arrives Thursday, March 20. It is the end of my
We’re pulling out favorite woolen wraps from cedar chests, keeping firelights aglow and sweet scents on the stove. Slip away from your to-dos and settle-down sometime during these next 30-days.
In the process of managing a family estate, we often bump into our old, old roots. We are reminded of our personal history, the people who brought us into being,
When you have the opportunity to take-leave of your family home, consider how contemplative moving-through-the-home might offer opportunities for healing and closure. Letting-go of a family home is part of
It’s a sobering morning, walking with my morning coffee in the garden and letting the conversations and presentations of the last two days continue to percolate in my consciousness. I