Saturday Stories

Stephanie

I’m watching the Douglas Firs and Sacred Cedars dance and sway to the wild winds of winter and I’m thinking of you. …

Stephanie

I am still sleepy-eyed and waking from last night’s slumber. The house is quiet and I calculate at least 23 minutes of …

Stephanie

The morning is thick with last night’s rain dressed up as morning dew and the thirsty little seedlings and sprouts in my …

Stephanie

Gosh it’s been a busy, running start to the year and for the last couple of weeks, life has been teaching me …

Stephanie

My great grandma Pearl was big on gardening. She harvested her own black-eyed peas, pickled her own beets, canned cupboards full of …

Stephanie

When I was 22 years old, I went to see a medical medium. Not necessarily because I wanted to, but because my …

Stephanie

I’m still lying in my bed sipping my coffee and thinking about how to tell the story I am about to tell. …

Stephanie

I thought about you the entire time I was away. I thought of you while traipsing barefoot through the sands of the …