A Pinch of Salt

Since quarantine, I have done a ton of baking. It’s a craft that tidily fits into all the buckets that connect with my soul: practical, part art, part science, that is done when it is done. It is artistic efficiency. Yet as I measure out my thoughts in ounces and teaspoons, I am in my…

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An Unexpected Invitation

I sat at the table on the lawn outside my door, the warm October breeze ruffling the pages of my journal as I filled page after page.

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