It started quietly with a hush at about 9 o’clock at night. Very slowly and very tenderly. Flakes falling from the yellow sky and kissing the ground. The harsh wind was absent for just a little while. The yellow sky though, in my life on the prairie is how I know that there is going...
I went to the grocery store yesterday. My area of the country is preparing for 1-7 feet of snow. (That’s not a joke) and given this past year, preparing for anything out of the ordinary has become…. well normal. I bought candles just in case the electricity goes out. And food I can cook. Had...
It’s taken a little over 3 months to write this, because I think my thoughts on the subject of being a mom to a son who gets closer to leaving home every day… is a little overwhelming. And because I’m middle aged and pre-menopausal with a teenager. (No one told me about that part…..holy shit...
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently and then it covers them snug, you know with a quilt, and perhaps it says, “go to sleep darlings, til summer comes again.” ~ Lewis Carol. The last week, here on the Front Range, the temperatures plummeted. Finally. We...
Joy is never wrong. Always leave a little white space on the calendar. It’s not necessarily an accomplishment to fill it in completely. Busy isn’t a badge of honor. Playing in a giant pile of leaves is fun at any age. So is making snow angles. Don’t do either of them with gum in...