The Missouri Botanical Garden is just a couple of minutes from our house. The name sounds very formal, but most people around here call it MoBot for short. Or they refer to it as “the garden” with a lowercase “g” – which is what I use the most. The garden is nearly finished with a…
Category: holiday story(ies)
holiday letter 2017
I’m writing this letter in my head as I cut and glue. Earlier today I sat at my desk at work while tuckpointers worked outside my window, grinding mortar out of joints all day long. It felt like an extended visit to the dentist – not a dull background noise, but one that vibrates the…
gratitude cake
I started this post several months ago, and for some reason I just never finished it. Last week, in a series of serendipitous events, I remembered it, and so now I’m sitting down to finish the first story, and start the second one. The last thing I made for my grandfather was this cake. It was…