Clean Pages

Every December 31st and January 1st I find myself floating on a sort of New Year’s euphoria. Suddenly, time becomes a clean, white, empty slate upon which we can write, a blanket of newly-fallen snow. The possibilities are endless, and the first footsteps to mark that landscape are special. I’m always in a hurry to begin.

Ladybug Constellations

Here in Nebraska, we’re on the verge of a freeze, but haven’t quite made it past that milestone. October started off with monarch butterflies and ends with the quiet invasion of ladybugs. These little red beetles huddle near lights and on windowsills, dismayed at the cold and the waning sunlight. Some will fall dormant in the cracks until spring, […]