I love to water plants early in the morning before the heat sets in. I remember a misty morning as a child, swinging, watching my grandmother water her flowers. I hope they were roses or peonies. I remember a friend telling her young son there are places in the world…
If matters of faith are uncomfortable reading, it’s ok to turn the page. There is no intent here to bait and switch. J. hadn’t fished in years. He caught two bluegill, one channel catfish and three largemouth bass with a Zebco 33, 10-lb., “impossible-to-break” line and an orange shineee hineee…
She came running out in her housecoat. We had hired an unknown company to climb an oak tree to clear out the dead and raise the canopy. She produced the business card of a certified arborist for the next time, and to ensure our careful stewardship of the woodland behind…
We talked about it—my question, introvert or extrovert?—over coffee this morning. One of the interesting aspects of a career in the service industry is exposure to personality theory and models. We have served a pioneer with a global and acclaimed footprint of work in this behavioral field and origin story…
I knew it was coming. The morning trill in my head. For you non bird lovers, this is not always musical. It can be high pitched and long and dry. All the things and people I love are now in a faceoff with all the things I must start and…
It’s uphill to manage all the teasing, leaping, often vexing thoughts that run through one’s mind. J. and I have a few tall trees to get around in life and work in this season and I’m aware of the need to take my thoughts captive. Cleveland Clinic says we have…