I hear them before I open my front door. Hundreds of black birds fill the trees and pasture, chatting like friends at a backyard barbecue. My heart flutters a bit. Every year they come…
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I marveled when I found this little nest today, tucked snugly in winter’s now barren branches. The leaves must have been green, full of spring’s promise, when she first laid the pieces together so…
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This is the view from our tree swing in the woods when I let go, dogs chasing, me giggling, the wind in my hair. I find my childlike heart and everything feels upside down,…
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If I am still I can hear them. The spoon chimes are singing again. Their soft tink-tinking soothes me. There is a set in the tree by the drive and a set in the…
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It has been a tough day, I’ll admit. Sometimes sadness just chases me down. Truthfully, this is one of the reasons I started this project. I know the battles that I face on a…
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Here, in this little corner of my world, I want to set aside a space dedicated to the art of wonder. This year I hope to seek out and marvel at the magic that…