A mid-summer walk in the garden yields much more than what the branches can hold.

A day of connecting after more than a year of distance

Sort of a companion piece to Match, Flame, Gasoline

We were always headed in this direction, but none of us expected to arrive here so fast.

I knew I was being bought and sold, I just didn’t understand how much and how well.

I’m thinking about quiet. Which means I’m also thinking about chaos.

Don’t you wish you had a bigger slice of the pie? Most authors do.

I play connect-the-dots with three facts you might not know.

How everything in the world is connected to everything else in the world.

This post will confirm your worst fears. And then make you feel better.

The writer journeys back in time.

Or why Mary Oliver knows most things but not everything.

Wherein the author renames her initiative and learns the art of getting on with it.

Kids need books. Now what?

When the names we don’t mention matter as much as the names we do.

What’s the difference between a children’s author and a park bench?

Why is it so seductive to believe what other people say about us? 

How to make the world a better place? Let’s ask the kids.

School mascots tend to be aggressive and threatening. What’s going on there?

adverb: that is to say; to be specific