This morning I'm sitting on the deck in my pajamas with a pink zip-up sweatshirt wrapped around me. On the first day of August. I can hardly believ…

This morning feels different. The air is cooler than it has been in days, and for the first time in a while the forecast hints that summer may loosen …

Lately I've been thinking differently about why I write. For a long time I thought I was simply recording memories. Now I wonder if I'm preser…

I've been thinking a lot lately about what it means to love someone well. Before all of this began, I probably would have answered that question d…

Life Just Keeps Being Life It's funny how quickly life can change, and at the same time...not really change all that much. When I wrote my last Day…

Thursday, July 2, 2026 On the deck before sunrise. Outside My Window I’ve been on the deck since about 5:10 a.m. in my pajamas and my favorite black car…

Giving Thanks This morning feels like a gift. The past few weeks have not been easy. There have been health concerns, anxiety, financial worries, unans…