Category Moments of unexpected beauty

A Moment of Unexpected Beauty

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Pride and Pictures

I’d been feeling pretty confident about my computer skills–such as they are–having helped stop some credit card fraud by tracking down the IP addresses the crook was using and determining the likely country of origin. Pretty high tech for a girl from Amish country, eh? OK, so maybe “cocky” was a better adjective to use […]

Apples on a winter tree

Yesterday I took advantage of a “warm up” (temperatures slightly above zero!!!) to refill the bird feeders, and I was both pleased and amazed to realize that despite a spell of the coldest weather in decades, one of my apple trees is still stubbornly clinging to its fruit. Maybe I shouldn’t encourage its mania–those shriveled […]

Alondra’s day in the country

Alondra had a rural odyssey this morning; we walked several miles through a tranquil country landscape, absorbing the peace of nature, making the most of the sunny hours that blessed us despite dire storm-filled weather forecasts. She had just finished writing the captions for these photos when she had to go home, so I’ll post […]

Alondra and the rainbow

I’m pleased to report that I have a special guest author today: my eleven-year-old sister Alondra, who’s staying for the weekend. We just witnessed one of the most spectacular rainbows I’ve ever seen–a double rainbow that arched all the way across the valley, sunlight before it, lightning behind, like a luminous but ephemeral gate holding […]

The Lullaby

Sage was lying on the floor with the dozing Chaussette tonight and decided to sing her a lullaby. He sang the lyrics to “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,” but the melody was his own creation: a lilting little tune sung so softly and sweetly that I felt tears well up. I didn’t have a camera or […]

The Aspirations of Wild Things

I saw a rare sight today: a herd of deer picking their way delicately across one of the fields behind our house. One would think, being out in the country, deer would hardly be a novelty, but they are. (I’ve even found myself wishing we had MORE deer when the ground was covered with half-spoiled […]