Pearl of Great Price

When I stepped out for an early morning walk in the cool air, l immediately heard the unmistakable three-note slur of the Eastern Wood-Pewee: “Pee-a-wee!” Hearing that clear and repeated call, “Pee-a-wee!” this morning is remarkable since, this is the first time I’ve heard the Eastern Wood-Pewee in our neighborhood since moving here three years … Continue reading Pearl of Great Price

Freedom

The stairs lead steeply up to a garden gate, which graciously reveals she is *not* locked. She speaks a plain, “Yes, come in,” but with the unlocked padlock still displayed, it’s a welcome that tells me, reminds me, how I so like to secure thresholds, keep them known to me and under my control. Today’s … Continue reading Freedom