One At A Time

I’ve been busy. My writing has been entirely other. There has been no room for anything birthed by the beautiful push of Muse. Nothing deep or soulful, nothing but lists and formulas and direction. My time¬†consumed with readying for class: the class in 2 days, the class in 2 months, or the potential class, 6 […]

Bean Day

As long as I can remember, there has always been a vegetable garden at my parent’s. This space, on the north end of the front yard, ¬†was a sizeable rectangle that enjoyed all-day sun. The garden space grew larger when my dad hauled Granddad’s tractor from his eastern Oregon home to ours. Each summer, the […]