Being a poodle

“You can’t make a hound dog out of a poodle”. That is what my beloved Tom, my first husband, would say, shaking his head, as I tried, over and over, to prove I was capable enough to be a hard-working farm wife. He would laugh and admire and lovingly scold me for pushing too hard. […]

The Perfect Moment

It is perfect right now, this moment, this time. The sun is rising over the Chesapeake Bay, outside my window, and I am up early, curled in the big chair, lapping up a steaming milkbowl full of home-roasted coffee, frothed with hugh amounts of a rich half coconut cream, half Amish heavy whipping cream. I […]