A sedan pulled into our driveway just I was about to get into my car. I approached to see what they wanted, and the passenger window rolled down to reveal an elderly woman wearing an enormous grin and waving me over excitedly. She spoke with a thick accent even after decades of living in the … Continue reading The Gardener
...As thousands of pairs of gossamer wings beat the air, I could smell the little sisters in that way that hungry way a mother smells her new baby. I felt settled in my skin again...
I have been up to my armpits in dirt. 8 yards of it to be exact. You might think that ordering a truck full of "Garden Soil" would be pretty straight forward, but you'd be wrong. So was I. Here is what I learned: First off, ORGANIC soil is not 'organic' in the way that … Continue reading Getting the Dirt on Dirt
This is the view I long for come March. It has always been this way - I make it through the holidays and then am plunged into emotional darkness in late January. Back in the late 80's the doctors said I had Seasonal Affective Disorder, in the 90's it was Major Depressive Disorder, in 2000, … Continue reading March Madness
Robyn Lynn 