Remembering the Ones I Love

My grandmother has been gone for a year now. This past Christmas I didn’t buy her a present. In February, we didn’t celebrate her birthday. This will be the second Mother’s Day that I haven’t sent her flowers or fruit or candy. And I miss her....

The Language of Place

Earlier this week when I wrote about going out on the Hogback on our family farm to think, read, and write, I realized not everyone knows that word. A hogback is simply a hill that slopes like the back of a hog, but on our farm it’s a specific place–The...