The Struggle

The Struggle

Outside my local grocery store, I stepped up to take a shopping cart from the long row. And there it was. The magnificent swallowtail butterfly struggled, fluttering madly against the plate glass window, only inches inside the alcove where the carts waited. A young...
Being Still… and Knowing

Being Still… and Knowing

I first heard of the coronavirus months ago, a brief mention in a news report from halfway ’round the world. And since then? Now it has spread across the globe—nearly to my own doorstep. I’m trying to keep that door closed tight. From inside this door of...