my private battle with depression

the glass is half empty. i remind myself there are different ways to see, not look, but see. my first thought i had while i was editing this photograph, was how alone the tree is. there was no other tree within sight of it. this tree stands out & apart. depressing…BUT, is it? this tree…

growing salad

There are lots of food you can grow this way. If you put celery bottoms in an open jar with a little water, you will have celery. Green onions too. All those chives that are growing in the Alabama soil right now…pull them up & chop off the top, put the bottom in dirt &…

wisdom spoken & its impact

Yesterday was pretty tough. My son is 10 years old. My son talks to me nonstop. I listen…mostly. I listen (mostly) because I know in a few years, he may not have anything to say to me. I do interrupt his babbling sometimes to offer unsolicited advice. I make it short, because who really likes…

Whatville, located beside Whoville

I am standing beside my mother, in the greenhouse @ the Botanical Gardens. I tell her, “look, Mom, there’s Whoville.” “where?” she asks. “there.” I say, pointing. “where?” She asks again.  I sort of push her in a direction past the HUGE leaf that is blocking Whoville from her sight. “Ah, you mean this Whoville?”…