Stone Soup

Folklore tells a tale of some travelers who stop in a village, bringing nothing with them but an empty pot. They fill the pot with water from a stream, add a stone from the riverbed, and start a fire. Passers-by inquire about what they are doing, making stone soup they say…if only we had someContinue reading “Stone Soup”

Soaking in the Summer Sky

The Persied Meteor Shower happens every year right around my birthday. I remember many summers as a child when we would stay at a cabin on Medicine Lake during that week. At night we would wrap up in sleeping bags, and lay out on the dock or in a rowboat anchored close to shore. There in the darkness we took in theContinue reading “Soaking in the Summer Sky”

An Apple, a Bottle of Water, and a Piece of Fried Chicken 

I had hit a low. I was in the middle of a particularly bad day, in the middle of a particularly difficult season, when this happened: It was noon when a friend stopped in my office. She had just come from the grocery store and was bringing me an apple, a bottle of water, and a piece of deli fried chicken. She said GodContinue reading “An Apple, a Bottle of Water, and a Piece of Fried Chicken “