Three days ago I was settling down on the living room sofa for a much-anticipated afternoon nap, when a bird smacked into one of the seven big windows that make our living room feel so light and airy. Alas, this sickening thud usually presages a dead bird or one so stunned that our cat, if he can get outside in time, makes short work of. And so it was with some trepidation that I got up to look out the various windows to see what I could see.
Posts published by “Todd Walton”
I am currently in the throes of rewriting a novel I first completed in 2003, rewrote entirely in 2006, and then did not touch for six years. I have only undertaken this kind of extended…
“The busy bee has no time for sorrow.” — William Blake I am not a master gardener. I’ve been growing vegetables and flowers and herbs for fifty years, and at various times I’ve made my…
“I would suspect that the hardest thing for you to accept is your own beauty. Your own worth. Your own dignity. Your own royal pedigree. Your priestly identity as one who blesses and is blessed…
“When we deeply understand that actions bring results, it can motivate us to take active responsibility for our actions and our lives.” — Joseph Goldstein Planting time: kale, lettuce, carrots, peas, beets, broccoli. Hearty potato…
“When we express our true nature, we are human beings. When we do not, we do not know what we are.” — Shunryu Suzuki Planting sugar snap pea seeds yesterday, I was thrilled to find…
“Humor is just another defense against the universe.” — Mel Brooks Once upon a time, so many years ago it might have been another lifetime, I got two kittens, a boy and girl, and after…