Oil Painting of a Tree-Lined Path

The old landscape painting near our bed reveals hidden images as we lie awake most evenings, talking. Sideways shadows show a frail woman wearing a bonnet, child’s face tipped up, old-fashioned baby carriage, but mostly animals—sleeping bear, grinning raccoon, and what looks like a cartwheeling squirrel. The images keep shifting, so we can’t find the […]

Sourdough

Listening to NPR, I knead bread dough  as I’ve done for decades working a starter named Vern into  whole grain flours, salt, and water,  dough alive under my hands  on a kitchen counter hatched and scarred  by decades of labor. My sleeve-slump sweater  flour speckled. The kitchen warm.  Ailsa Chang’s report, grim.      I set […]