How One Man’s Trash Is Another Woman’s Treasure

I still remember where I was sitting the day I was given gold.   Well, not literally gold, but something similar. I am not entirely sure of all the details surrounding the gift, but I remember the gift and the gift-giver so clearly. I somehow mentioned, several years ago, somewhere–who knows where–that our small garden … More How One Man’s Trash Is Another Woman’s Treasure

Signs of Spring

South Dakota Springs are equal parts beautiful and frustrating. One moment, we are experiencing wind gusts that take our breath away and by the afternoon, there can be sleet expected. But then, there are these kinds of moments–the sun shines bright.  Books about planting seeds and boots and gloves and rakes are all brought out … More Signs of Spring