Cultivating Pause

Growing up my dad worked long hours. As construction company owner, he built homes for a living, which meant he could come and go as needed. I remember in the summertime he’d often come home for lunch. After we’d eaten, he’d sit in the low side...

Surprised by the Turtlehead

This past Sunday was sunny,  a windy warm 76°, nearly 20° higher than normal for April in the Midwest.  I was itching to get outside, to check out the blooming crocuses on the parkway. Winter had seemed so long this year; like so many, I, too, was ready for this...