Category Archives: winter

Winter found me

All last we week the news was telling us about this snowstorm that was bearing down on us.  It will be a monster, they said.  It will be more snow than we know what to do with, they said.  And … Continue reading

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A garden out of season

I’m starting to get back into the swing of things here, and it feels really nice– the words are coming easily for once.  And so, back to the garden. It has been unusually warm in this northern Virginia winter.  Warm … Continue reading

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Finding my feet

It’s been a long time since I sat down to write something, and I wish I could put my finger on why that was, but I’m finally able to sit and let the words come.  So I’m back, and I … Continue reading

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Miles and miles away

Winter blues have caught up with me a bit, and I’ve been finding them a bit hard to shake, plus a few other worries I’m not ready to talk about yet.  But thank god for good friends who are steady … Continue reading

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A different kind of winter

The winter garden for me has long been a time of planning, of hunkering down and dreaming of the spring.  Not so this winter.  This winter, the garden is my livelihood, and we don’t put it to bed for winter … Continue reading

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I dance with my shoes off

I’m curled up in bed with a mug of tea as I write this.  It is the perfect time of year for tea and warm blankets, and today’s weather only made me happy to get home to my boxes of … Continue reading

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Grace coming out of the void

I have been meditating on the nature of words as comfort in this season when it seems the most like all my words have been stolen from me.  In this, the darkest part of the year, the newest, like the … Continue reading

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