After bursts of intense effort, over half a year of patience, and a strong dose of hope… I learned this was not my summer for…
I was crushed. The sun was low, and a breeze made being outside on this Juneteenth evening tolerable. But my garden was drying up FAST. …
Originally posted as “Getting over the Blues” in August, 2014 Updated May, 2026 It was one of those afternoons. Now we were in the…
It’s the last day of May. I can expect each Tucson afternoon to hit 100 degrees F, or close enough. It’s a good time to…
Winter rain is Gentle, lyrical Settling in Creosote-scented like summer More mint-flavored as I sip herbal tea inside Winter rain is Welcomed Walked in, played…
Wildflowers spread wonderfully in my backyard this spring. My foot also suffered an injury mid-March. So I was especially thankful for the show of color…
Overheard about snow near the end of February, 2022… “It’s soft.” “It’s like a sponge, a snow sponge.” “Mom, we found a stalagmite, I…
When my 11-year-old gets up early and joins me on the back patio to read in the rain while I sip my coffee and watch…
“Cats, dogs, yummy supper, getting to play Minecraft this afternoon, getting to play soccer after supper” rattled off my 8-year-old during “Thank-yous” at the end…
Rain! Once again, desert rain revived my spirit and helped me to see life around me rebounding. Two Saturdays ago, spatters on my windshield both…