I am reposted “Weaving Bulrushes” today. My mom’s cousin died yesterday. It was unexpected—she left three teenaged children, a sister, and her elderly parents behind. My memories of her involve family reunions, Yahtzee marathons, her dog, her laugh. Growing up, I thought she was glamorous and cool. She had been a pretty blonde flight attendant […]

The first day of the third month was cold and blustery. I expected nothing less. March doesn’t come in like a lion or a lamb around here. It’s more like a buffalo—hulking, filthy, defensive, but majestic and agile too. It can stampede or quietly enjoy a lunch of weeds or grinding it’s back in the […]