Archive for April 2012
Spring Has Sprung
It is spring, and the bloody bluebird, instead of laying eggs, is sitting on my bird feeder, gobbling up the grubs and then flying his fuzzy blue you-know-what off to someone else’s nesting box. (To be fair, the bluebirds DID begin a nest, but their nest has disappeared and a chickadee is happily building there…
Read MoreInside Out
When my daughter was born, I promised myself that I’d stand firm against the sea of plastic I saw other kids playing in. I wanted only handmade, beautiful toys for her, in the Waldorf tradition, made by elves who only ate organic food, drank milk from virgin yaks, and shunned sugar. We even went…
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Today, if you are lucky, you may meet the person who completely changes your life. That’s what happened to me, twenty-five years ago. Happy Anniversary, sweetheart.
Read MoreThe Bluebird of Happiness
Years ago, when we lived in Connecticut, our house overlooked a meadow. It was wide and grassy and bordered a copse of trees, the perfect habitat for birds. We’d put up a large bird house to attract purple martins, because we also had mosquitoes the size of eagles. And then one day when I was…
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