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The Edge
At the edge of my grandmother’s yard there was a rock wall that separated our yard from hers. My little sister and I jumped over those rocks a thousand times. We used the rock wall as a hurdle in the pretend race courses we created. “Run around the pecan tree and back to the…
Read MoreLive On
I remember playing in the shade of this old pecan tree when I was a little girl. A long time ago the tree was struck by lightning. The wounds from the strike are only scars now. Although damaged and misshaped the tree lives on. It’s a resilient one. It found a way to survive…..thrive…
Read MoreNow
Right now. I’m excited and nervous and ready to be there. But I’m here. Now. I will run my first Spartan Race tomorrow morning so I’m full of anticipation. The best thing I can do now is to be all here right now and enjoy it. Take it in. The excitement and the anticipation of…
Read MoreFun
My youngest daughter drew this playful unicorn one afternoon on our driveway with her sidewalk chalk. Her artwork lasted several days before an afternoon rain washed it away. But what fun it was for those few days to see the brightly colored unicorn galloping across the driveway each evening when I came home from…
Read MoreBig
This pecan tree makes everything around it seem small. When I was a girl a picnic table sat to the right of the tree and we had a garden beyond the ridge of rocks. Now, the garden and the table are gone. But the tree still reaches into the sky and over the barn…
Read MorePossibility
My son is doing what I always wanted to do. Yesterday he flew to Colorado with one bag, a backpack, and no job. Last year he drove from our home in Alabama to a little town in Texas. He had a job waiting there but that was all. After the job ran out, he came…
Read MoreMystery
Just two weeks ago the life inside this tree was hidden, winter still had its hold. But as spring approaches, new life bursts forth in brilliance. The morning sun highlights the swirling of the top bud and the bowing down of the one below. It’s like a dance. What a beautiful mystery……springtime and apple trees, the…
Read MoreBliss
I’m happy in the forest….hiking, exploring, breathing in the air, finding tiny frogs or strange mushrooms. Climbing over fallen trees and crossing creeks. The stark changes with each season are remarkable. The forest is almost other worldly to me and it’s a good place to think. What makes the forest even better is when one…
Read MorePhotograph
We’ve been here a month now. The entire house has been renovated except for one room. The room holds sentimental treasures….Dad’s pipes and briefcase and shoe shine kit, Mom’s rocking chair and her favorite trinkets. Some old furniture. Old letters and cards and photographs. Hundreds of photos in boxes and bins and old photo albums. I started moving things around…
Read MoreMagnolia
An unseasonably warm day of winter here in North Alabama gets me outside to explore the yard. The sun shines through the leaves of this beautiful magnolia tree. I can’t remember when Dad planted this tree. It must have been a long time ago because magnolias are slow to grow and this one is a…
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