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The Return of the Pumpkin Head

Despite being mostly neglected lately, a recent visit to Sage’s giant pumpkin patch has proven that the enormous fruits are carrying on, with or without us. They might not end up as the 400 pound leviathans of my boys’ dreams, but hey–they’re pretty darn respectable. Sage reclines on a giant pumpkin in mid-October.   This […]

More Unexpected Visitors

Last week, I wrote about the flowers that made unexpected but welcome visits to my garden. They were not, however, the only unexpected visitors. Here are a couple more: The snake provided a fun little diversion, and Sage and I relocated it to a secure location before Paul could come home and park on top […]

Naomi’s Rebellion

Originally posted on Moments of Unexpected Beauty:
NAOMI’S REBELLION Re-told by Rebecca White Body Introduction This story recounts an incident that occurred when my grandmother, Naomi Kimball Harris, was about ten years old. In re-telling it, I’ve tried to weave in elements from other stories she’s told over the years in order to show how…

Unexpected Flowers

Despite my ambitious spring intentions, my garden by fall always becomes a Darwinian struggle for survival. This year is no exception. In my defense, the chaotic jungle makes an excellent wildlife refuge; just ask the bunnies and the butterflies. And in my further defense, sometimes the chaos produces lovely and unexpected flowers. These uninvited but […]

The End of the Story

Every story has to end, even one as long and epic as Grandma’s. She made it to her 98th birthday–barely; she died at 1:10 am. But she made it. Since she was 98, her passing was neither tragic nor unexpected. But it still hurt, and it still hurts. Yes, she lived a long, full life, […]

Sage’s First Day of Fourth Grade

This week, Sage began his career as a fourth grader. His replies to me were terse as I dropped him off lest a classmate overhear me saying something embarrassing like “I love you, Big Boy.” (I do concede I need to train myself out of using this nickname, which developed around the time he finally […]

Pumpkin Heads

  I have to confess that I misunderstood the giant pumpkins’ motives. Given the alarming size of their vines and their ability to creep almost visibly across the yard, I assumed the goal was simple world domination, no pumpkins required. After all, there was nary a fruit to be seen by the end of July. […]