The air is temperate and warm. Ripe fruit hangs from wild vines. The tops of carrots and onions emerge from below; lettuces, chards, and fresh green thick and tall from recent rain. Lush life hovers. Swarms. Laughs at me. The garden that was once a barren patch of frozen dirt has come into its own. … Continue reading The Summer of Motherhood
Category: Seasons of Motherhood
The Spring of Motherhood
Rain drops pelt the weathered boards planking the deck. I watch them fall, gaining telling momentum before hitting the ground. A blast of fury. Beyond the drenched railing, baby greens soak up moisture, their roots stretching into the earth, grabbing a foothold and learning how to stand up on their own. They are brand new. Emerged from a … Continue reading The Spring of Motherhood
The Winter of Motherhood
Peering out the window, I watch the final rays of sunshine fall in long shadows across the naked trees. A lonely leaf drifts to the ground. Signs of life are scarce in this season of chill. The landscape is brittle; the sun hanging lower and lower in the distant horizon every day. And so the winter … Continue reading The Winter of Motherhood
Two Precious Stones 