Autumn foliage prompts memoir on my writing craft For the past two days I've been trying to think of the exact words to describe the last...

A fallow season can refresh the soul... As you can see, my garden didn’t flourish this summer. Neither did I. Some years are like this....

What is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days… --James Russell Lowell My memoir group and I shared spiritual writing...