Exoplanet photo from the Enersec website Bede's current fascination is with exoplanets, also known as extrasolar planets . I've alw...

From "The Song of Wandering Aengus" by William Butler Yeats: I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, And ...

Photo from the BBC South Yorkshire Winter Photos site The golden crocus reaches up To catch a sunbeam in her cup. -Walter Crane Last May, wh...

Ever since 1987, I've wanted to write for the J. Peterman Company . Whenever I write a description for an auction catalog item, J. Peter...

I've created three summer-themed nature table figures for my daughter's school auction. Here is the description I've submitted: ...

Many thanks to Sam Riddleburger and Cece Bell for their pumpkin carving tutorial . Bede used a dry-wall saw to carve this jack-'o-lanter...

In 1997, for my first library Halloween storytime ever, I used the poem "Someone," by Walter de la Mare and had the audience tap o...

In my junior year at Goshen College , a small, liberal arts Mennonite school, I took an American Literature Survey course. Our big project f...

In college , I was good friends with Erika of the vibrant red hair and chocolate brown eyes. When Erika started to date Mark, my fellow Engl...

Here is the post I wrote last year about Santa Lucia Day. Today, Bede is dropping our own Lucia off at school, and I hope he gets to stay f...

[I found the photo of the snail here .] Lucy and Carly Simon set Lewis Carroll's "The Lobster Quadrille" (from Alice's Ad...

Here's another song for the Mitzi Drives the Bus EP: Swampland Lullaby Lyrics: Farida Dowler Music: James Royce Shannon " Toora Lo...

My Poetry Friday contribution today is a piece by Dorothy Parker. For anyone interested in seeing Robert Altman's Mrs. Parker and the Vi...

The first lines of the "Hope is a thing without feathers" poem by Emily Dickinson have been running through my head lately. I'...

"Tarantella," by Hilaire Belloc, was one of the poems used in a speech workshop I took last month with speech, drama and movement ...

This Century of Sleep Or, Briar Rose Beneath the Waves Her bones do not betray the years she’s slept beneath the ocean of her wan exile. He...

Dedication at the beginning of Carl Sandburg's Wind Song : Dear young folks: Some poems may please you for half a minute & you don...

Guernica , by Pablo Picasso Whenever I hear Leonard Cohen's song "Anthem," I think of Picasso's Guernica ... and vice vers...

Putting the Good Things Away, by Marge Piercy In the drawer were folded fine batiste slips embroidered with scrolls and posies, edged with h...

My neighborhood is noisy. We hear cars that speed down our street emitting music from super-enhanced speakers. We hear popping noises that c...