Standing in the grasslands with my once-in-a-lifetime grief
My work has slowed for the summer months. While that gives me plenty of time to work on the plethora of side projects that were left on the back burner, it also gives me too much time with my thoughts.
Bloom by Bloom
The ruins of my garden had been visible from the deck for some time, but I had not yet ventured outside. It was time to get out there and acknowledge the ravages of time. To neglect, weep, and get to work — as my grandma used to say — to formulate a rebuilding plan.
My husband helped, but he wasn’t a gardener.
Excerpt from: A Parallel Universe
He knew where everything was, but it was a jumble in there. WWII paraphernalia rubbed shoulders with broken clocks, radios, mysterious machinery.
Gramma Cookies, Midnight TV, and the Case of the Missing Crabapples
In “Gramma Cookies, Midnight TV, and the Case of the Missing Crabapples” Recipes & Roots founder, Shara Cooper reminisces about the role her grandparents played in her childhood.