Cascading collective trauma is the term for what we’re experiencing as we endure seemingly never-ending external events and tragedies.

Life lessons from embroidery.

While caring for our grandson, I learned (or re-learned) a few things I’d like to share with you, like: “Laughter is contagious. Baby laughter is cathartic.”

Walking is like a photosynthesis activity for us, an absorption of what’s out there to help us grow and stay healthy within, and also a process of shedding mental toxins.

Sometimes I realize I’m distracted by the myriad of data and news and trivia (oh my!) that worm their way into my consciousness and need a break from all that external stimuli.

Peaceful images from a weekend at Gumbo Cove.

A poem for people you love who are in pain.

These images are from a photo safari I undertook this week in Jefferson, Colorado, in between intense empathy and hand-wringing.

I’m fascinated by the dandelion; such a temporal thing it is. Transient, and yet tenacious, it grows, blooms, morphs, and flies away, above the fray, to plant seeds (and a new life) somewhere else.

Each of us has the opportunity to positively impact others by the way we live and act on our values.

A pair of new studies show how birds improve our wellbeing, adding to a growing body of evidence that avians are an antidote to our despair.

An article about positivity and self-affirmation that ends with “When you change your energy, you can change the world.” Sign me up!

Sunset on Christmas. God’s art. Copyright 2020, Glover Gardens

“Hamlet Was Wrong!” Source: Malcolm Gladwell’s 3-Word Reminder to Stop You from Overthinking This quick read is provocative and inspiring in a time of uncertainty.

The backstory for this (hopefully) enigmatic haiku is a tale of a search through my photo library.

The strawberry lemonade from Mockingbird Cafe is a drink that instantly transports you back to childhood summers, all reminiscent of church picnics, sunburns and innocence.

Check out the article in Bloomberg Businessweek and prepare to feel a little better about being scatter-brained right now (or at least a little more normal…I did).

What does it really look like when we get down the road? It’s up to us, isn’t it? This is no time to blink.

The story this picture tells is the relentless march of “progress” and how we continue to eradicate nature in favor of more and more and more and MORE cement and “convenience”.

This whimsical little white gazebo on a golf course doesn’t get much mainstream gazebo action.