Enjoy the little things in life because one day you’ll look back and realize they were the big things. ~Kurt Vonnegut Cyclamen blooming in my garden, early July 2017.
A few months ago I had the honor of hearing Krista Tippett speak in person. I wasn’t disappointed as she is every bit as wise and eloquent on stage as she is over the airwaves. I’ve been a fan and faithful listener of her shows Speaking of Faith and On Being for many … More Becoming Wise: An Evening with Krista Tippett
Wordless Wednesday down at the lake… All photographs taken by me at Lake Pine, Apex NC. June 2017. Please enjoy, visit, support, and care for our local, county, state, and national parks.
It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about? ~Henry David Thoreau I watch the ants as they speed around a small area of my garden. I’m amazed at how quickly they dart about. I watch as they push through the clay and move it … More The Business of Busyness
This is a post I wrote last year for my 48th birthday. I’m sharing it again today. Tomorrow is my actual birthday but, as I have plans, I won’t be blogging. If you know me well, you know I love growing older. I’ve had too many family members and friends who were not given the opportunity … More On the Occasion of a Woman Turning 48
I’ve been exploring my hometown the past few months. No, I’m not new to the area: I’ve lived here 31 years. I guess I’ve been like the man in the fable and not paying attention to the diamond in my own backyard. But that’s changed. I’ve discovered so much about Cary NC lately, especially the … More The Inevitable Hour and One Wild and Precious Life
I’m thinking of my mom today. It’s hard to believe she’s been gone nine years this month. Somehow, it seems like she is both still with me–only a phone call away–and also that she’s been gone for a lifetime. Both statements are true. It has been a lifetime ago. I’m not the same person that … More Mothers, Daisies, and Time
It is almost June. Which means, it is almost summer. I can hardly believe it. Is it just me or does time speed up as one’s age approaches the half-century mark? As I don’t hold a traditional M-F job right now, I don’t measure time by the passing of weekdays into weekends. I’m more likely … More Better Late(ish) Than Never: My Garden in Spring
The Woods I go to escape the news, the world, myself. Sensitive? Perhaps. Foot in front of foot, moving past lake, flowers, trees, and wobbly geese. I come upon a still-life scene and pause. Talons press down on brown fluff. One eye looking away. One eye looking at me. I convince myself to stay and … More The Woods: A Poem on the Nature of Loss
The All of This Morning sun shines shadows on wood and earth/ water tricklings song of bird echoes and blend with the green enveloping me/ all of this and the all of this/ reminding me over and over that paradise is where I am. ~cheryl capaldo traylor My garden pond May 2017. After a … More The All of This