april ttmmh

"For behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come..." ~ Song of Solomon 2:11-12 Gardening and yoga Papa Jay trying to describe the forsythia by the bridge: "Like the sun just sitting there" Tuesday morning rain and writing Painting "Starry … Continue reading april ttmmh

Leaves of Healing

Before the sun slipped down on the Sabbath, Mary might have pressed aloe leaves and squeezed their gum into a dish, mixing it with myrrh and water. Carrying it to a buried Jesus at dawn must have felt like a last, little fragrant offering. But when she saw the sunrise streaming into an open tomb, … Continue reading Leaves of Healing

Burnt Grass ~ A Good Friday Reflection

It was April, and a thousand daffodils were blooming down the hillsides, along the pond banks, and up near the old Bascom House. Helen met Papa Larry and I in the parking lot of Shaw Nature Reserve. It had been more than a year since we’d seen her, and I’d forgotten how her laugh sounded … Continue reading Burnt Grass ~ A Good Friday Reflection

Summer Is Near

“There was no trace of the fog now. The sky became bluer and bluer, and now there were white clouds hurrying across it from time to time. In the wide glades there were primroses. A light breeze sprang up which scattered drops of moisture from the swaying branches and carried cool, delicious scents against the … Continue reading Summer Is Near

march ttmmh

"No matter what changes take place in the world, or in me, nothing ever seems to disturb the face of spring." ~ Essays of E.B. White Bookstores and kombucha on my twenty-first birthday Seventy degrees on March 1, driving home barefoot Friends who birthday-surprised me with tea and brunch and a book-themed escape room and … Continue reading march ttmmh