The Sweetest Thing
Like the scent of rain riding the breeze before a storm, the signs of approaching autumn come softly. A few leaves loosen their hold and...
Moved by Hunger
The crepe myrtles on the edge of our yard have blossomed deep pink, becoming objects of affection for the hummingbirds and butterflies...
Summer Light Show Inspires Wonder
At dusk, the heat subsiding, I step out onto my mother’s front porch to see the setting summer sun dip below the horizon. As darkness...
Wing & a Prayer- Tenants Forcibly Evicted
I am ashamed to say that I have committed a cold-hearted deed. What type of person turns a family of five out into the driving rain, then...
The Power of Water
I recently returned from a holiday in Arizona, where my husband and I journeyed through the state from south to north on a spring break...
Considering Daffodils
Luke 12:25-28, 31 “Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry...
Cat comforts add insult to injury...
My husband was among the many unfortunate souls to contract the flu this season, just in time to spend Christmas weekend in bed. He was...
Falling, with style
Yesterday morning I sat at my kitchen table, looking out at the gray trunks of barren trees against a gray sky. A slight fog added yet...
To Everything a Season
February has arrived in Atlanta, with weather patterns that are inexplicable to anyone who lives north of the Mason Dixon line. Or for...
…the lamb was sure to go
My cousin Celeste keeps sheep on her small farm. Two of the ewes delivered recently, one with triplets, and she has been posting the...