Tangible Beauty……a lesson from Grandma.

Beauty….I often think of flowers, paintings, music, hikes in the mountains, rarely do I think of the small things that bring beauty close, making it tangible. I talked to my Grandma a number of years ago. She was in her upper 90’s and I was telling her how busy I was. I told her what…

Thoughts on Small Cracks

The cast iron skillet sizzled with grease as the breaded chicken pieces, crisp up with ease. It was a special night because fried food is an occasional treat at this house. The smells awaken childhood memories of Grandma’s house and mingle, blending the low rumble of boiling potatoes with the high rhythmic sizzle of the…