The Frozen Moon

It starts as such a small thing. Something like a seed caught between teeth, within a tooth, cracking through the enamel. I’m forty with four children and, now, of all of the times, in the midst of a pandemic in which the world has shuttered… Read More

It is well with my soul – this hymn has been vibrating in my heart over the past few days, on long walks, as I unload the dishwasher, now, as I sit on my bed, surrounded by laundry. Even in uncertain times (though aren’t most… Read More

It’s April and our yard is sodden and swampy at the base of the hill. The kids ride their bikes down it, splattering mud from their wheels. It was sunny for Easter, but the rain and wind were back yesterday, keeping me awake after midnight… Read More