Through seasons in pairs, they come and go and come again, returning to spring with predictable stubbornness. Digging claws into roots. Perching. Planting. Pecking. Sucking. Buzzing in the new season when bright green stems grow in the old field to remind us how busy the birds and bees have been.Summer comes with its fiddleheads andContinue reading “The Nest We Built”
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Compatibility: The Myth and Scapegoat
It was a late autumn afternoon and I had just wrapped up my final session for the day. I lit two candles while pulling bags of loose-leaf teas across the counter before my afternoon guest arrived. I had been staying at a family friend’s house in Chagrin Falls for a few weeks while they traveledContinue reading “Compatibility: The Myth and Scapegoat”
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