All Saints’ Day In the middle of this week which holds All Hallows’ Eve and All Saints’ Day, it’s a good time to pause and reflect on those who have gone on before us, as well as on the here and now. Whenever I come to this season of the year, I think of...
With utter delight, he gobbles down bananas, avocados, sweet potatoes, a sliver of a grilled cheese sandwich, and slices of chicken. He chews, smells, then smears his food on his highchair, his dimpled cheeks, and his tiny chin. Some bits of bites he tosses...
Baking up a batch of dreams… Whisk together one part hope and one part determination over a long space of desire. Mix until fluffy and light. Marinade mixture in an aromatic infusion of creativity, whimsy, and delight. At this point, the concoction hints of...
“What do these three things have in common?” creates a wonderful riddle game for long road trips. For instance, what does a beehive, a rooster, and a barbershop have in common? Combs. What do reservations, awful television series, and postage stamps have in common?...
I tug the paper-thin blanket snuggly around me, inhaling dawn’s air, as crisp and brilliant as the orange carrots, as the fresh and green leafy spinach received yesterday from my CSA. Though the calendar reads August, if I didn’t know better, I’d say it was autumn...
Saturday morning dawned bright and clear. Walking early with a friend, we inhaled Colorado’s beauty as the sun rose, glowed on western ridges, and illuminated Pikes Peak. Usually snow-capped in June, how bare it looked now due to winter’s snow drought. Another...
