We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.  ― Arthur O’Shaughnessy, Ode We snuggled up in my bed for an afternoon nap last...

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul....

Maybe it was the way last week’s muddled grey clouds hovered like dust over my soul or the unexpected chill that forced us back into...

Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed. ― Mary Oliver, Evidence: Poems Last week the days grew so warm that on one...

It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart. ― Rainer Maria Rilke Spring has arrived here, wrapping us with...

Many of us who aren’t farmers or gardeners still have some element of farm nostalgia in our family past, real or imagined: a secret longing...

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness....

It seems winter went on strike at some point this month, but we didn’t mind. Instead we did what all of you with real winters...

    “For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing...

There’s an estimated 7,000 children who work in the Ghana fishing industry. Some of these children are as young as 5 and 6 years old....