Sheila Petre Book Release: “Prayers for My Hometown”
Today the sunlight shown through my dining room window onto a new booklet of liturgies written by my friend Sheila.
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Today the sunlight shown through my dining room window onto a new booklet of liturgies written by my friend Sheila.
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There is apple pie in the sunshine with apples from our own tree, and there is the radiant face of a child buried in corn.
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My mom invited the three of us over for a pumpkin craft day. She supplied frames and fabric, and we decorated…
Each fall to date, my schedule and stress level have turned a gentle corner together into greater peace. Here are things I’m grateful for…
After years of angst about Halloween—how to avoid it, connect with townspeople through it, inoculate it, renounce it, blah blah blah, what was I so worked up about?—we’ve finally found a family tradition that we love. On the thirty-first of October, we welcome friends who might otherwise be alone that night—mostly the unmarried women we
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Confession: This is the time of year when I can’t help grabbing my camera and capturing the last bits of color outdoors. They fill my mind with light. (Hold on, hold on. I’ll get to the food in a minute.) I found a spot of loveliness in my kitchen too… a sensory delight, and not for
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Confession: I tried capturing a falling leaf on camera, in this glorious sun-drenched weather. It was harder than I thought. But I found some beautiful branches… So many causes for happiness, these fall days. Line-dried sheets, the last of the season. Newly-minted raised beds in the garden–who knew that shoveling goat poop could make me
A golden flurry of walnut leaves fills my backyard—they are always the first to go. Mornings are nippy; coffee tastes good. Tomato sauce boils over on my stove. I am sick of canning. A few dried beans today and then I am done for the year, and I say Good Riddance, though I’m happy with