There is a section of beach not far from us that is revealed only at low tide. Rather than sand, it is covered by pebbles and crushed shells. This small area is simply magic, not only because of the colors, … Continue reading
How often have I stood by water’s edge at night, looking high into the dark for falling stars, when they have been at my feet all along?
Some mornings are just too heavy, some days too difficult to navigate. All thoughts and prayers to the victims and families in Boston.