Dirt. This gardener from the northeastern U.S. said her favorite smell is the smell of dirt. She's pretty unique, with a completely different approach to gardening than mine. But, she has no choice. She's totally blind. I drank in every word of her interview as she talked about enjoying her garden in complete darkness, and … Continue reading I love the smell of…
Sometimes I just get full of myself. And believe me, that's never a good thing. I don't mean full of myself in a feel-good kind of way. Not the full of myself like I've just accomplished some great feat, or feel like I'm on top of the world. No, I get full of my failures. … Continue reading A fresh drink of mercy
Like a bolt of lightning, it nearly stopped me in my tracks. Then in a matter of seconds it was gone, and I was left with a white-knuckled grip on my steering wheel, struggling to gather my wits and finish my drive to work. Work. That's where I was headed and that's what consumed my … Continue reading I want out of the weeds
