Duck. Duck. Goose.

Duck. Duck. Goose.
We all remember the childhood game known as “Duck, Duck, Goose”. Though designed to be innocent fun, it sometimes came with the slight feeling of anxiety as you sat cross-legged in a circle waiting to see who would be picked to be the  “goose.” Depending on who was doing the selecting, you could often predict who would ...

The Conflict with Comfort

The Conflict with Comfort
My head on a pillow and my body snuggled under a warm comforter, I was cozy as a swaddled infant. I basked in how comforting my bed felt as it hugged my body. While there in repose, I slowly began to realize nothing productive would be accomplished while I was laying here in relaxation. Despite ...

Patience in the Process

Patience in the Process
 I hardly consider myself a gardener. In fact, I often feel like a plant’s worst enemy having killed a fair share of them in my day. Yet, I still have Pinterest fueled dreams of gorgeous raised garden beds in my backyard. They’d be brimming with succulent homegrown vegetables and lush flowers in glittering jewel tones. ...