"You know the last time you tried? You really, really tried, but it still didn't turn out quite right? Well, God's got that one stuck up on His refrigerator. 'Cause He thought it was amazing."

Friend

Like the breeze

Finally!

On the first stifling days of hotness

The whisper, leaves of cottonwood

And out of nowhere

Seeing nothing at all

You fanned my face

With love

Cooled me.

I am blessed with friends.

Alone

When the time comes

When it brushes against you in the dark

Or smacks you in the face in bright sunshine

Or sneaks in along with silly posturing from obscure people.

When it comes

You are alone again.

Somehow that manages to shock me every time --

The sheer aloneness.

Just Today

Today I will water my garden

And water my soul

Today I shall eat homemade bread

And feed my heart

Today I will skim the cream from the milk

And skim away burdens I don't need to carry

Today I will bake with a girl in a princess dress

And make connections more necessary than flour

Today I will breathe

And when tomorrow comes, it will find me more whole

Instead of less.

Unknown

“It doesn't matter where we come from, what we've done or suffered, or even if we make a difference. We live as though the world were as it should be, to show it what it can be.”

Friday Is For Wine

Friday is for wine

And laughter

Pizza and little blonde braids

And, if you're lucky, four new cabbage plants sitting plumply just above the straw.

Friday is for wine.

Bertie

(Kate Bush)

Here comes the sunshine
Here comes that son of mine
Here comes the everything
Here's a song and a song for him

Sweet kisses
Three wishes
Lovely Bertie

The most wilful
The most beautiful
The most truly fantastic smile
I've ever seen

Sweet kisses
Three wishes
Lovely Bertie

You bring me so much joy
And then you bring me
More joy

No Weed Killer Here

It has taken me awhile, but I am beginning to realize that choosing to not use poisons means that my garden will have more weeds. It just will. But the long term benefits are more than worth the obvious fact that my strawberry patch has weeds to pull. The same is true with my daughter.

Holding Still

Three days now

The promise of rain; the wind, the smell, and most, the waiting

Still nothing.

Dry ground, heaving humid stillness --

My heart waits too.

Crescendo with no climax, anticipation with no release,

Heavier and heavier.

I wait too

Craving, craving redemption.