Santa’s Gift

Santa’s Gift

The more closely I pay attention, the more fully I recognize my own life in nature’s seasonal shifts.  One of our town’s holiday traditions is that Santa drives through our neighborhoods in an antique fire truck, waving and passing out candy, announcement...
Listening

Listening

Listening, listening, listening. What do You want me to hear? Bird song? Mower at work at 7:42 am on a Saturday? My chest constricting with the story of that? The fan over the eggs boiling on the stove. The clink of my spoon against my bowl of oatmeal. The feel of the...