Crows, and Growing

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This email from my cousin, Meg Kollock Hall, arrived rather quietly after I wrote of my sadness about the approaching departure of my daughter, who leaves for college next week. It touched me so deeply I...

Remembering Tiger

I will always remember it, the look she had when she spotted what I had not been able to see. There he is, Mom, she said, there. She turned to me desperate, her face stricken. Is he dead, Mom? Is he? We’d been looking for that old cat since the night he walked...

Day 5: When Joy Comes Quiet

On grace, I am no real expert. But what I do know is that it arrives unannounced, beautiful and unexpected. True to form it surprised me last week when I made another unplanned trip South. Grace was there in the long stories from my Dad about his days in Alaska (how...

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