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A poem written on the deck with the sun at my back, with the birds calling in the trees, with the cat keeping quiet company, with the...

The first fire. A new circle of stones. Sticks and twigs and birch bark and scrap wood collected and easily blazing. A blade against a...

Nevermind that the porch light was on, the moon was there, pearly behind the sliver-rimmed clouds. And the owls called in the darkness,...

I’m all wound up, but it’s a nice feeling, and one that hasn’t swept through in a while: I bought tickets to go to Oregon! This trip was...

When you get to pet three baby kittens who aren’t yet even thirty-six hours old, that’s the Day’s Delight. (It doesn’t matter what else...

“There are things you can’t reach. But you can reach out to them, and all day long. … And it can keep you as busy as anything else, and...

It seemed a little silly to drive halfway up the Trail just to get a $7 microwave. (Smallish, white, just what I was looking for. Bonus...

I slept hard at the edge of McFarland Lake. I’d driven up intending to swim, but the breeze was swift and kept drawing picturesque but...

Sticking with it. For six hours and approximately four thousand screws that each required eleven-and-a-half full turns of the painfully...

The heat down by the lake– as if this isn’t an enormous inland sea that emanates cold from its depths that the distant sun can’t do a...

Eating lunch at home– at home!– on a blanket in the sunny side yard, a red house at my back and trees everywhere else. The cat rolling to...

I don’t think I’ll ever forget that mothering a young child, at least the way I did it, came with a desperate longing for solitude, a...

The world was tilting hard for a while, and it’s good to feel more upright. (I wonder: did we need to lean so far we turned over...

“wondering around” in the woods. (A typo I like)

I’d rather blow the whole thing up than never light a match. -Michaela Anne, “One Heart” #Love #Quote

I don’t want to argue anymore about all the things I thought I could not live without! … -Mary Oliver, “White Night” #Quote

At the start of the day I would never have guessed that today’s delight would be learning how to play beer darts on someone’s lawn. I...

I bought the earrings today– the expensive ones. I’d still be wearing them now if I hadn’t taken them off for an Exhausted Inner Child...

I stood in line a long time at World’s Best Donuts. The woman in front of me asked where I was from, and we had easy conversation, all...

It doesn’t matter, but it does: folded clothes on shelves instead of heaps on the floor and the hamper. The rug unrolled, the drawers...