Yesterday, I went to Loganberry Farm to their Saturday Farm Market. If you have never been there you really should go, they are a heritage farm growing all things organically. They were having a Sorghum Soppin’ and when we arrived Sharon Mauney asked us to participate. I had never heard that term so I wasn’t … Continue reading Wish I Hadn’t
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Blood Moon
The moonlight filters through the bathroom window spilling into the tub like liquid. As I shuffle through the room in the wee hours of the morning, I am tempted to climb in and bathe in the pure white light. The need to sleep overpowers the odd feeling that I should stay and soak it in. … Continue reading Blood Moon
Seasons
The light has changed. I noticed it today for the first time. It is no longer the harsh overhead glare of summer, but the soft golden glow of autumn. Looking through the trees in the forest, it is speckled…rays floating down with a shimmer as the breeze blows. It rests on the leaves like flecks … Continue reading Seasons
All Creation
In the past two weeks I have been fortunate enough to spend one at the beach, and the other in the mountains…with a couple of days in Atlanta in the middle. As much of a whirlwind as it has been, I have to say that I am once again inspired by nature. The Blue Ridge … Continue reading All Creation
All the Way to the Top
Today, with the sun shining bright all day, I believe the green will make it to the top of the mountain. Each year I watch the transformation from winter to spring in anticipation of this day…the day the trees on the tip top unfurl themselves proclaiming that winter is officially done. All around the shades … Continue reading All the Way to the Top
Lessons Taught by Blue Birds
To remind us that teaching is about far more that testing.... There is a blue bird house outside our classroom window. A favorite pastime has been watching the continuous activity around it in the spring each year. The male is the first to appear, checking out the place to see if it is fit for … Continue reading Lessons Taught by Blue Birds
The Tractor Beam
As I rode with my windows down and the sunroof open, it seemed the pull of a tractor beam grabbed the jeep. My foot, in opened toed sandals, pushed the gas forward into the force which beckoned me. The car moved towards its own destination despite my best intentions to turn it towards the piles … Continue reading The Tractor Beam
Michelle's Mosaic 