by Carole Duff | Mar 18, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
“We can just make it if you hurry,” her husband shouts over the roar of two skiffs’ engines, hers and his. Their boats are heavy with salmon pulled from the Gulf of Alaska, and they must deliver their catch to the tender on time. That means, instead of going around...
by Carole Duff | Mar 4, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
I knew I should suffer well, but when twinges zapped my leg in the middle of the night, my pain meter rocketed from zero to ten in a split second. While massaging my leg, stretching, and walking out the electrical shock-like twinge-cramps, I told myself, no...
by Carole Duff | Feb 26, 2024 | Faith, Family, Nature |
Respite, that’s what I needed this morning, as I looked at the gooey mess on the basement floor and muttered, “Give me a break.” Relief, a short period of rest before I tackled my to-do list. So, after cleaning up the molasses and glass from the jar that had rolled...
by Carole Duff | Feb 5, 2024 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Writing and Reading |
It might have seemed like a waste for me to be sitting at the sales table during our local community’s First-Saturday-of-the-month Winter Market on Saturday morning. After all, it only takes one to make a sale, and The Starflower is Keith’s book, not mine. I...
by Carole Duff | Jan 22, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
“…many times you’ve heard someone say, particularly after a disappointment or a sudden tragedy or in the middle of a midlife crisis, ‘That’s not what was supposed to happen.’” Jennifer L. Holberg, Nourishing Narratives: The Power of Story to Shape Our Faith It...
by Carole Duff | Jan 15, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
As is his pattern, Mac woke me at 5 this morning with his cold muzzle and high-pitched whine. Okay, okay, I muttered, easing out of bed so as not to wake Keith. Mac whacked his tail against the bed-frame and bureau. In the great room, Cato rose from his nest bed,...
