Laura’s Notes from the Handbasket

One of my favorite posts from back in 2010. It was a thrill to write this short story to accompany this Emily Benedict Coleman painting for the Lewisburg Literary Festival.   DAUGHTER     Run, daughter, run. I cast no blame, my darling girl. The blood that stains our rough-hewn floor will bear no witness: …Read More

Eleven years ago, the Burning Bush beside our driveway was small and lonely and I thought of taking it out. It’s turned into a true beauty. I love its passionate reds and pinks, and am so glad it’s still with us. Can’t help taking a hundred photos of it every fall. I need to go …Read More

    The time has come to brush up on my scheduling. I’m an inconsistent scheduler–resistant and yes, a bit lazy. I’ll set goals and forget what they were the next day. Two weeks in a row I’ll neatly and colorfully lay out my bullet journal, only to forget to consult it. Or I’ll consult …Read More