Nightwatch

I follow crumbs at Dusk along the damp  Earth. Will tomorrow’s  Materialize?   I wish I had your Wings, could soar free and See the water, the Moon reflected whole.   Instead it’s like a Maze of green hedges, Young Alice meets the Minotaur. The night’s   Labyrinth fills me With echoes and  Trembling, but […]

Filling My Days With Beauty

In the classical school where I work during the day, school leaders often talk about teaching children how to discern what is true, good, and beautiful. They do this by thoughtfully choosing which books to read, field trips to go on, and big ideas to discuss.   In my own life, I have a tendency to […]

Filled with Feelings

The first signs of spring began a couple of weeks ago and I’ve decided to plant a garden again this year. I close my eyes and can smell the dirt of gardens past. I can feel the muscles of my shoulders shrieking at the memory of so many rows of weeds. Memories can feel like […]

When We’re Empty

Editor’s Note: Today’s picture was captured by the remarkable writer, photographer, Mudroom alumna, and friend— Dorothy Greco. You can find more of Dorothy’s words and images at her website, dorothygreco.com.  *** Here in the wastelands of February, we brush up against brilliance. We behold winter’s splendor—as she blankets sleeping soil with trains of white and […]