A Window into the Wild From the vantage point of my kitchen sink, I’ve been granted a quiet but intimate view into what I fondly call The Secret Garden — my modest back garden that comes alive with quiet magic. As I stand washing dishes in warm, sudsy water, my eyes drift beyond the glass …
It’s been longer than I had intended since being here. I’ve thought about it a thousand times but March turned out to be a very busy and disruptive month. You see, our house sale fell through yet again! Second time! This time, the person who was buying our buyers house pulled out, as a result, …
