A Thanksgiving Memory

Gently the dark comes down over the wild, fair places, The whispering glens in the hills, the open, starry spaces; Rich with the gifts of the night, sated with questing and dreaming, We turn to the dearest of the paths where the star of the homelight is gleaming....

Broken Bowls

The Japanese have a method of repairing cracked ceramics or pottery by filling in the broken areas with gold, silver, or platinum in a process called “kintsugi”. Here is what I found online about kintsugi: “The philosophy behind the technique is to...

99 Year-Old Stories

I’ve been walking by the river these days, while the temperature hovers between warmish and cool. I love watching the wind blow the leaves off the trees; the leaves are whisked in the water, landing softly, swirling their way with the slow-moving current. The...