Letters to Arden: First Born
Dear Arden, Can we believe it’s been almost six years since you were re-making me into a mother? And now you are the big girl helping to make smooth the a...
Author: Lindsey Gallant
A northern girl living the island life. Learning "glad and natural living in the recognized presence of God." Writer, book nerd, nature lover. Homeschool mom and Charlotte Mason enthusiast. Prefers pen and paper.
John Donne’s “Batter My Heart”
Just popping in to share this poem from Malcolm Guite’s The Word in the Wilderness: A Poem a Day for Lent and Easter. I’ve been enjoying this anthol...
The return of the birds
The blue jays arrived first. They still startle me with their plumage. I didn’t grow up with blue jays, and they’ve always seemed rather foreign to ...
Lent Is For the Birds
Winter is truly here with a respectable -22 C morning. The snow is crunchy and crystalline, and the river shivers under its growing skin. Life stirs house by ho...