Dog Gone Blues
There once was a dog named Bob who decided that he would run away from home. So he dug up one of his bones from where he’d buried it, out behind the woman’s rose bed, and wrapped it up in a ratty old red handkerchief. The woman used to tie the red handkerchief around his…
Rhubarb (+ recipes!)
A stalk of rhubarb was a treat, when we were kids. Plucked straight from the garden, we would eat the stalk as we strolled through back yards, crunching, munching, not daring to grimace at the SOUR taste that shocked our young and innocent palates. Don’t let them see! Keep a straight face, at all costs! …
When Climate Change Hit Home (splash!)
(in single syllables) This much I know is true, he said. The rain falls, and the rain stops – at some point. It can’t rain all day and all night. It just can’t. I don’t know, I said. It just might. And what then? What do we do then? He shook his head, pursed his…
The Woods’ Magic
Remember that time I took you and Mom for a drive up the road, not too far but off the main road, one dirt road after another, to a patch of woods among other patches of woods and back pastures. It’s a maple woods that belongs to a friend of ours, and at one time,…
Salvation : Books, and Nature
“…Adults can change their circumstances; children cannot. Children are powerless and in difficult situations they are the victims of every sorrow and mischance and rage around them, for children feel all of these things but without any of the ability that adults have to change them. Whatever can take a child beyond such circumstances, therefore,…