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seeing the miracle of my orchids.
I’ve turned into quite the plant lady during this pandemic and my planting and porch gardening are soothing in ways I never expected. It is calming for this *very* anxious soul – whose anxiety (like everyone else’s) has certainly intensified times a thousand since March of 2020. (And my Sara Bug has JUST sent me […]
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emily dickinson was a baker.
Growing up, whenever I was assigned to write a biographical report on a historical figure, I would always choose female writers and poets. I wrote about Sylvia Plath, Anais Nin, The Bronte Sisters, Emily Dickinson. . . As I’ve returned to school intending to one day teach literature, I look forward to teaching the works […]
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and now it’s time to dance.
In the past several days, I’ve wrapped up my spring semester – and I am deeply grateful to have made President’s List grades this term. It was very *very* stressful at times with the sepsis/surgery/weeklong hospitalization that found me unexpectedly midterm. Managing to finish well was purely God’s grace, amazing professors, my wonderful family, and […]
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he made green.
And the moon is a sliver of silverLike a shaving that fell on the floor of a Carpenter’s shopAnd every house must have it’s builderAnd I awoke in the house of GodWhere the windows are mornings and eveningsStretched from the sunAcross the sky north to southAnd on my way to early meetingI heard the rocks […]