They’re a bit like my children, hummingbirds. We never know how long they will stay, or when they are going to come back. I have made a point to keep my eye on a hummingbird when it comes to the feeder outside the kitchen window; I have taught my children the same, those that willContinue reading “Occupation”
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Trying to be a Farm Girl
My nine-year-old and a couple of his buddies were loading into our car after baseball practice. Before I had started the engine, he surprised me with what he had to tell his friends: “My mom’s going to play stupid ‘Follaton Wood’.” He neglected to tell his teammates that he has been asking for that songContinue reading “Trying to be a Farm Girl”
Words
I was so distracted by what she had said that the rest of her words swirled together and floated in an elusive ring through the air, mingling with the incense before fading to a place where there are no words, only the deep sense that something indiscernible has happened. What she said must haveContinue reading “Words “
Fore!
I thought that maybe if he could hear the urgency in my voice, it would somehow snap him into submission. I hoped that he might carry out at least a tiny detail of his morning routine. I should know better by now. But there is always hope; there must be. The eventuality of the lastContinue reading “Fore!”
