Transitions are sometimes rocky. (Can I get an Amen, my fellow parents of preschoolers?) I know I was just talking about the celebrations and the asparagus and the season of the egg, just
a week two weeks ago in fact. But. Continue reading
In addition to much squirrel watching and rock painting, fence climbing and flower picking, springtime brings Continue reading
No person should go hungry, period. When it is a child, it is even more heartbreaking. Here in the U.S., 50 million people don’t have enough to eat. 16 million of them are children: that’s 1 in 4 kids who don’t know where their next meal will come from. I’m honored to donate this post as part of Food Bloggers Against Hunger; my hope with today’s action is that we will raise awareness about food insecurity and hunger in the United States, while sharing some ideas about what you can do to help. Continue reading
Hanging laundry on the line means a moment outside, a moment to squint in the brightness and breathe the air and feel the energy shift as the boys find outlets other than each other. I’m a green warrior, solar-powered, unstoppable: “one must begin in one’s life the private solutions that will become public solutions …” Still, at the end, the laundry must be folded. An exercise in presence, in being thankful for each moment.
But sometimes I forget that part.