Thanksgiving and Humility

Thanksgiving celebrates harvest time during the fall in nature’s calendar, but for me the holiday changed according to the seasons of life. In the “springtime” of youth, I set the table, helped in the kitchen and babysat younger cousins during dinner. When the...

The Three Graces

Three maple trees graced the front lawn of our childhood home. Like the three sisters who grew up there, each displayed a unique personality. The smallest tree, a sugar maple, was closest to the house and vibrantly colorful. My older sister Jane, a petite redhead,...

Snow for Halloween and Nor’easters

As an adolescent growing up in New England, I remember worrying about the possibility of snow for Halloween. How would we trick-or-treat in our rural neighborhood and hang out with the Snyder boys who just moved into the house on Meadowbrook? How would I earn two...

When I’m worried

When I’m worried and I can’t sleep,  I count my blessings instead of sheep.  And I fall asleep counting my blessings.  That might have worked for Irving Berlin and Bing Crosby, but I use a different technique. Whenever this New England Eeyore senses...

Autumn Equinox

How beautiful, the fragile wings of unseen things How terrible the transience of misplaced dreams In my pocket there hides a scrap That has written finely ‘Je t’aime’ Unguessed by you there hides a key To the portal you’ve search for, to me Stars glide, spinning in...
Weddings

Weddings

Last weekend, my husband and I attended the wedding of one of my son David’s longest and closest friends. During her growing up years, Lily was like my second daughter, spending a great deal of time at my house and with my family. Now seated behind Lily’s...