As I am writing this, tiny snowflakes are falling from the grey sky. They descend from the clouds above and land softly on the ground, creating a thin white blanket over the landscape, tucking the earth in for the long winter's nap ahead. Having grown up in Vermont and having lived in the Northeast my …
The Thankful Jar
It is the season of thanks, a time when we stop and reflect on what we are grateful for in our lives. It is normally a time to gather with family and friends and let them know how much we appreciate them. Only this year, it is different. On the surface, it may seem difficult …
Planting Memories
Growing up, I have fond memories of my mother's Lily-of-the-Valley. Whenever it was in bloom, she would pick a small bouquet for the house, and the kitchen filled with the flower's intoxicating scent. In my mind, those flowers and their fragrance will forever have a connection to my mother, and I will always think of …