When a nurse stood next to me and hummed it seemed strange. She hummed while she listed medicine, or something, on her computer.
It was morning.
I’d brushed my teeth, smiled into the mirror, then brushed my hair that was doing a good impression of Einstein’s hair if he’d had my health issues and thinned hair.
Once a Christmas tradition has lived ... really lived ... it can’t die. Some are universal; some trickle down to us from our families; new ones evolve out of life situations ...
When many people think of the nation’s first Thanksgiving, they often envision the Pilgrims sitting down with a group of First Americans sharing a harvest dinner.
Take time to watch the trees take a rest from spring and summer.
It’s time for the Earth beneath us, and for us, to slow down.