Acorn

An acorn came home with me from the woods. The girls had spent the afternoon stomping along the forest floor, touching the trunks of trees that had seen the last days of summer and could hold onto their leaves no longer. Fallen branches rested on the ground, and my children rested on them in turn. … Continue reading Acorn

Spoken Word

I have a very poor attention span when it comes to relaxing and so it has been a surprise to find that spoken word has become a love of mine. I can’t watch TV without having my phone in my hand, get bored part way through magazine articles, and can’t sit still for longer than … Continue reading Spoken Word