On the afternoon of my forty-fourth birthday, I ran outside to catch the sky. One of my girlfriends had texted to tell me it was a gorgeous day for a birthday, “the sky!”
morning light
december blues
My niece who is nearly three would not let her mother leave the store last week without a blue solar-powered yard ornament that consists of one oversized Christmas lightbulb at the end of a long black stick. Most children want toys. She wanted something different. "My beautiful wand," she whispered...