It’s 10:00, on a Wednesday night, and I’m snuggled up next to the dog and my husband, in bed. From the faint glow of the street lamps, lighting the street below, I can see the outline of John’s face. 893 more words
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Spent time in the woods gathering autumn olive berries yesterday from trees still heavy with ripe fruit. I hope we can reimagine these delightful fruits as life-giving and nourishing because of their abundance (or invasiveness, depending on perspective). 187 more words