The Pear Tree

When my daughter was young, we lived on a small quiet farm that was nothing more that a house and some overfull storage barns on about seventy acres of land. The tiny white house stood back from a busy highway the length of a football field. After moving in, I noticed an apple tree at…

What Time in a Clay Studio Taught Me

Have you ever had something that was a big part of your life? You could be in it every day for so many months or even years. And then something changes. One day you realize it’s in the past, buried under a bunch of time. You might not think about it for so long that…