• Wild Blackberry Banter

    My first reaction to a situation tells me a lot about me. ******* If you were to unexpectedly drop by Peacock Prairie late in the morning, ideally this would be my reaction: Dog barks. I stop my writing and look up from my computer. Someone’s here. Who could it be? Pre-showered, in a mis-matched outfit,… Continue Reading

  • Poof

    Like the swirls of snowflakes out my window, a cloud of flour floated through my kitchen. Oh boy, I thought, here we go. Remember your intention. “What’s next?” asked my 8 year old son. “3/4 tsp. of cinnamon.” “I’ll get it,” he said, measuring a heaping teaspoonful of. . . Cumin. “Can I do the… Continue Reading

  • A Few of My Favorite Things

    December 9, 2015 Vibrant red feathers. . . and muted grey shadows, blazing orange sunsets. . . and silver-laced mornings, Yesteryears children filled up with sweet memories, these are a few of my favorite things. Girls in red dresses with happiness brimming, gingerbread houses with children’s sweet trimmings, heaps of confections. . . and bells… Continue Reading

  • Butter

    July 29, 2015 Look who I found hiding in the grass along the edge of the trail like a scene out of a Beatrix Potter book. So adorable. He lives along the shore of the pond near the pine woods. Hope (my puppy) and I walk through his territory daily. Many times I have rescued… Continue Reading