The hair of his chin


Growing stuff

Dear Fire Hall, You take my husband’s time, and I can share that with you. You capture my husband’s interest, and I can share that too. You divide my husband’s energy, priorities, finances, and obligations, and all this I am willing to share. But now (so that his air mask fits during this month of […]

August 12, 2014

Herb gardens


Growing stuff

Confession: I am obsessed with herbs. Gripped. Infatuated. Besotted with herbs. Last year we dug up a patch along the south side of my house and I started an herb garden, with flat slabs of limestone for edging and paths, and a handful of starts from my aunt and a few friends. Thyme. Sage. Rosemary. […]

July 14, 2014

Tips for long hair care


Growing stuff, Life around home

On Raglan Road of an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might one day rue I saw the danger and I passed Along the enchanted way And I said Let grief be a fallen leaf At the dawning of the day. –Patrick Kavanagh […]

January 7, 2014

Joy


Growing stuff

I love how luminosity can wrap itself around a simple vase of fresh herbs on my kitchen sink, and make the world worth living in.

August 21, 2013

Green beans and good deeds


Growing stuff, Walking with Jesus

Did you know that I can hear what plants are saying? This is one reason why I hate weeding (besides the fact that it is hard work): it feels cruel and unfair. I hate the sight of all those babies gasping and shriveling in the sun. When I prune I have to steel myself against […]

July 30, 2013

On gardening and imperfection


Growing stuff, Walking with Jesus

Part A Confession: Almost I would give up writing on any issue I care about, for the way in which I am tested in that area immediately afterwards. I wrote about seeing work as play, and immediately began taking my own so seriously I could hardly stop to breathe. I wrote about grace, and started […]

July 4, 2013