Volunteers: A Silly Rhyme
Volunteers Cheery sight these are to see though not planted by me. Popping heads through soil not by my toil. Reaching for sun the volunteers come. Taking up space in the wrong place. But I … Continued
Volunteers Cheery sight these are to see though not planted by me. Popping heads through soil not by my toil. Reaching for sun the volunteers come. Taking up space in the wrong place. But I … Continued
My brother snapped this picture, probably a decade ago by now, from my cousin’s farm, adjacent to our property. (Part of the original farm our grandfather owned.) My cousin, who shall remain nameless to protect his reputation, was so embarrassed of … Continued
Confession time: I’ve never been great at keeping a journal. Just not my thing, even though I am a writer. But for more than a year and a half I’ve been keeping a gratitude journal. I started out doing something called … Continued
I lost a good friend to cancer last week—Andrea Heiberg. Having no sisters of my own, I called her my Danish sister. We met about ten years ago when she found my editing website. She’d been looking for an American … Continued