Surrender Gardening

About five weeks ago I threw in the towel on the garden. It was nearing a hundred every day and the rain completely stopped, as it does almost every summer, and somehow, painlessly, easily I just let go. That’s never happened before, me surrendering to the hot and the dry with a simple shrug of…

A Plea to Young Mothers

For the first time in seven-and-a-half years it seems as though it is possible to complete some things. That count goes back to four months after we moved across the country to some raw land and little Annabelle was born. Ever since then, I’ve recently realized, I have not been but a nose-breadth above water…