Friday Florilegium
Day 25 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. (And yes, my faithful readers, I’ve had to choose not to blog a few times this week in order to ma...
Day 25 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. (And yes, my faithful readers, I’ve had to choose not to blog a few times this week in order to ma...
Day 22 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. In chaos theory, small changes in the initial stages of a pattern are believed to have large effects. On...
Day 12 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. During the student years, I had a little house cleaning and home organization business. Cleaning is one ...
Day 10 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. Every time I walk back from work to the cottage, and I see it perched on it’s little hill, I ...
Day 9 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. For many years, I was a “clean the kitchen counters in the morning” girl. I always felt that ...
Day 8 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. Only for a culture that values speed above all is snail a negative description. Back in 1998, the mo...
Day 7 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. When I visit the Trappist monasteries near Dubuque or the Sisters of the Love of God in Oxford, England, ...
Day 4 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. “Do you want to do the honors?” asked my realtor, Kelly, offering me the keys. We were s...
Five years ago, walking up a street on Queen Anne hill in Seattle, I came to a corner house with a second lot as its backyard. I found myself frozen in wonder, ...