An Early Spring
You blew in on the wind of an early spring with a hint of new life in your step. In a seamless motion we punctuated an eight-year-old...
The Color of Love
Red, red is the color of my true love’s fleece. With long sleeves to warm his strong arms, the fleece gets pulled over his graying hair...
Mango-Fish
I think of my father as I cut the orange flesh of the mango from its dark green skin. Recently my husband introduced me to fresh mangos...
A Year with the Mystics
Ecclesiastes says that there is a time and a season for all things. But that is not what the unchecked items on my to-do list scream....
Falling Flat
The crescent rolls didn’t turn out as well this year. I’ve used that recipe many times, baked bread from scratch dozens more. I think it...
Devil Worship
We blinked away the light upon entering the darkness. A cavernous room opened before me, like the mouth of some great beast. Carvings of...