Drenched in a Metaphor

I found a metaphor growing in my garden over the weekend. It’s been hot and dry here. Really hot and dry. And though I’ve tried, I haven’t been able to keep up with the watering. About Thursday last week, I noticed my potted pansies were just webs of tangled tan stems, so I basically gave […] Read more

Water Cycles

  I used to like to take showers. When I would wake up in the morning, the water would tap me alive again. When I would finish a run, the water would massage my tired muscles. When I would come in from the garden, the water just washed and rinsed and carried away the dirt […] Read more