The Cottonwood’s downy seeds fell like snow.  Drifting and swirling upon the air, some suspended momentarily as they sought the perfect landing place.  Soon, they began to snag and accumulate.  It was magical, slightly alarming, and a complete contrast to…

May sidled in, almost undetectable, on the tail end of an April storm. Thus far, she seemed a bit capricious, but hopes are high that she will bridge the gap to Summer with graciousness and generosity. May means planting –…

With May’s prudence and benevolence, we are finally able to exhale as the warming temperatures mean we can soon begin to plant.  May, after all, means Mother’s Day, and Mother’s Day means flowers, so what better way to honor Mom…

Summer marched forth to the cadence of the cicada, stumbling ever so often, as her rhythm slowly became out of sync.  Her easy going nature seemed strained, and her once verdant beauty disheveled and unkempt.  A kind word and a…

Change is coming. A great shift from the rote and routine, schedules and deadlines. The walls of our compartmentalized lives are slowly being razed, and the tethers loosened. Soon our lives will follow the arrhythmic beat of Summer’s drum. Memorial…

Summer marched forth to the cadence of the cicada, stumbling ever so often, as her rhythm slowly became out of sync.  Her easy going nature seemed strained, and her once verdant beauty disheveled and unkempt.  A kind word and a…

  Change is coming. A great shift from the rote and routine, schedules and deadlines. The walls of our compartmentalized lives are being razed, and the tethers loosened. Schools are racing to the finish line, and soon our lives will…

Nature had finally shed its woolen gray overcoat.  Redbuds were blushing in the cast of a fuchsia glow while Magnolias burst forth tufts of cotton candy blooms.  Spring bulbs imparted pops of color in a landscape that had languished too long in the…