Resourceful, cheap, a little smug—I used to prowl yard sales for the unusual bird cage. I sought dormers and turrets, pagodas, onion dome castles . . . structures I adopted, then adapted, spray painting them in wavy gradations of color. I tucked them like sculptures among our perennials. Soon, tendrils nosed through the … [Read More...]
I’m Laurie, a contemplative writer, musician and artist, who helps distracted, heart-weary people refocus on God in creative ways that spark hope and wholeness.
Imagine the mutt-iest Mutt, black and white, seemingly yards of flapping tail and tongue. Erratic markings. Clattery nails. Milk teeth like tack strips for … [Read More...]
In this month of cancelled Proms, the memory of mine, over half a century ago, brims within me—mingled emotions still attached. I remember my mother, at the … [Read More...]
Mid-1300s: Stone walls confine her. No power, no plumbing. No hearth. An anchoress, by choice, she is bricked in for life—gruel, heels of bread, perhaps an … [Read More...]