Spring Fog and Fire on the Farm

“ Fog comes and wraps the trees with a baby’s soft white blanket. God swaddles the earth in hope.” Fog rises from the creek bed. It lifts off the farm ponds and creeps across the terra firma. It blankets the garden plot, hides fences, and camouflages the line of farm equipment parked along the north... Continue Reading →

Redbud—Precursor of Spring

“Sometimes all a winter-worn heart needs is the tiniest bud of a flower to hear the entire symphony of springtime break forth.” c e hollis I saw on the redbud outside my bedroom window a faint glimmer. Yes, I saw a dusty shimmer almost gray, almost dusty rose—a mildest pink tinge running along the branches.... Continue Reading →

Looking For Spring

“Nothing teaches us hope like the lingering winter.” c e hollis When the hyacinth perfumes the garden and daffodils dance in the wind like cream-winged fairies, I am ready for spring. I am ready for southern winds to blow warm back into the land, icicles to drip and disappear, the last patches of snow to... Continue Reading →

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