Living, Writing

Nana’s Aprons

“The name she goes by in each part of our family doesn’t seem to matter much; it is what the name has come to mean that has made all the difference. “

Farming, Living, Writing

Father, Farmer, Philosopher

I picked up my fork and went to work beside him on the hillside, blood and sweat mingling under the Midwestern sun. He smiled at me and threw another thistle. “Farms and people need caretakers,” He said.

America, Living, Writing

Reproductive Equality

To color his barrier to success and wealth With the threat of death.
To throw down his worst and call it my best. To claim equal if I Step down where he stands. Beneath me where he lives, Outside of Eden, That lone, cold man.

Farming, Living, Writing

Cathedrals

“I turn at the latch to see her,
Standing old, broken and creaking in places,
The weight of faith alone
To keep her still standing…”

Living, Writing

Simplicity After Complexity

“…She doesn’t know yet,
Not in the extremity of her discomfort,
Where all the sick, all the mess, all the need
Goes when it leaves her body, her mouth,
Her heart.

She doesn’t see how it sticks to you…”

Living, Writing

Marilla, My Joy

And when you discover,
As we all have done,
That life is balanced between the love and fear,
The hope and the despair, 
The questions and the faith,
We will be there to hold you, lift you,
Carry your heart, and tend your soul 
With our tears, laughter, and love.