Let the Sunshine In

I rest on the white porch swing with one of my terriers, Tilly. We stare at the bright green grass shooting for the sky. So many sprouts of life. Plants need water and light to grow, and April provides it. We’re made of needy cells, too. What do I need on a regular basis to…

A Place for Everything

It’s a compulsion. I stare at a grocery store shelf, sizing up boxes and containers and packaging. I pick a section. Attention. My hands quickly grasp one item after another to align and straighten them into neat rows. I’m the colonel of this regiment of retail soldiers. Conditioning. That’s what it was called when I…