The Forest is Calling

I was never one to love the four walls of a classroom. The transition from making mud pies in my grandparent’s backyard to sitting at a desk and learning how to write the alphabet wasn’t an easy one. I remember the freedom of being outside and creating a whole world...
The Importance of Grandparents

The Importance of Grandparents

Rich smells of onion, and garlic, and potatoes. Fresh rosemary and flour stains on my t-shirts. The sound of a knife hitting the cutting board and the words, “not too much.” The kneading of dough and boiling of root vegetables and salt. Preparing for a holiday meal....
Play Residue

Play Residue

We are conditioned to create order. When there’s a mess, we must clean it up right away. We have to put things back where they belong. Leave no trace of evidence that our environment was ever out of order. When we are children we are told to pick up after ourselves,...