Catching Fireflies

For the next month I’ll be working in the city. And all I notice is that everyone looks so young. They’re dressed in suits, slacks, dress shirts, ties, pencil skirts, blouses, blazers–from the neck down I almost believe them. But when I look into the faces of the brisk walkers on their way to work, […]

A Letter To The Tree On My Front Lawn

Dear Tree, You are the last of your kind in my yard–the sole survivor. The others were banished–forced to spend eternity in the backyard, living out the rest of their miserable years as kindling or firewood. But here you are standing firmly rooted. It’s the heart of the summer season. Everything around is flourishing green […]