October 10, 2020
Another simple day where presence is precious. Mike and I can tomatoes, make applesauce, and stare with wonder at the deep, persistent beauty of the McKenzie River as it rushes by his cabin, while waiting for our next canning step. With quiet awe, we appreciate the grace of the river that never ceases. We appreciate the moment of friendship too; the taste of fresh warm Gravenstein applesauce, before it’s even cooled or… READ MORE
October 03, 2020
Bedtime was the same every night on Molokai. Unhurried on this island in the middle of nowhere, I lay under the stars fighting to keep my eyes open to drink in one more ounce of their presence. In the profound silence, the disconnection from civilization, I was mesmerized by the vastness of the sky, charmed by the glitter of light; each twinkle a nod from a patient, ever-listening lover.
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September 12, 2020
Some days during this pandemic, it seems like the world has a giant “closed” sign hung upon it. Borders and doors have slammed shut, as travel has become unwise or impossible. Businesses are shuttered on main streets and side streets. Friends remain in their houses, protecting their health and that of their families. Our small-town community can’t gather in the ways that has made it strong. When my mother passed away in… READ MORE