Of ash trees and fireflies

Morning prayer begins as always, coffee in hand, legs tucked under. Cocooned in the worn down of the sunroom sofa I close my eyes. Without seeing, I sense the gentle sway of the ash tree’s branches towering over my garden. The sunlight flickers, waxing and waning with...

Passing Storms

The sun came out today. It shone brilliant and bold as I drove my son to work. I hadn’t thought to bring my sunglasses along for the short ride. I wasn’t expecting to see the sun today. The pale blue sky, striped with soft white clouds, settled over the variegated...

True Grit in Hard Times

Strains of the first song ring out softly in our dimly lit family room.  You go before I know That you’ve gone to win my war You come back with the head of my enemy You come back and you call it my victory I stop my reading and look at my daughter curled up next...

The Gorge

  I have recently discovered Ithaca, NY and must confess that I am smitten by its natural beauty. My visits began two years ago when my daughter committed to play lacrosse at Cornell University. Several times a year we would travel to Ithaca for her to attend...

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