Exploring the Third Season of Life

Notes from Vanaprastha

Reflections on Faith, Nature, and Writing

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Big Ed

Big Ed

The first time I met Big Ed, he was standing in the high-ceilinged front room of his home, an old plantation turned Victorian farmhouse in southern Virginia. A bear of a man, he turned my nice-to-meet-you handshake into a warm hug. Keith had told his parents that I...

Play

Play

Last week, I brought home 5 flats of vinca major, a couple of sweet-scented viburnum shrubs, a butterfly bush, an assortment of herbs – mint, oregano, rosemary, thymes and sage – and bags of soil prep. Keith helped with the heavy lifting – two truckloads - and...

Three’s a Crowd

Three’s a Crowd

Freya’s brother Jupiter needs a home. Over the weekend, Keith and I received an email from volunteers at Nelson County SPCA. Jupiter’s adoption last year had been successful, but the family is moving and cannot take him. And Keith and I cannot either because three...

Writing Workshops

Writing Workshops

“The breadth is thought provoking, intriguing, searching, promising.” “The storyteller’s voice worked. The writer’s voice didn’t work.” “I didn’t like the voices – they got in my way.” “I really liked the voices – it’s an inner theater.” “The first part was a...

Perfect Fools

Perfect Fools

“Why Do Fools Fall in Love” – the song asked those who do. “What Kind of Fool Am I” – posed the question for one who did not. What kind of fool am I who falls in love with the perfect family myth? Baby Boomers like me grew up watching Leave it the Beaver, Father...

Scale and Perspective

Scale and Perspective

“Carole, your crocuses are up – have you seen them?” No I haven’t, I answered my husband Keith. The scope of Vanaprastha’s mountain land dwarfed my much-beloved spring flowers almost to the point of invisibility. In landscape planning, I had not considered the...