“To live on a farm is to know renewal, restoration, new life, new beginnings.” It is calving season on the farm and now we check our cows several times a day to see who is close. We watch for signs of milk coming in. A full bag and a mama cow who keeps to herself... Continue Reading →
Butterflies in September Gardens
“On colored wing no bigger than a scrap of fabric the butterfly brings beauty and wonder to the earth.”c e hollis In the garden I find fragile butterflies with torn, summer--worn wings. They are busy as ever. I see them in the shrubbery, in the trees around the house, in the dry and dying garden,... Continue Reading →
Grandma’s Desk
“There is something wonderful about a desk where words have been set down and worked. Yes, something beautiful!”c e hollis This old desk is mine now. It has been in my parent's home since I can remember. It was grandmother Cleo's desk before that. Cleo Robinson Brink was the grandmother I am named after. I... Continue Reading →