Tag Notes from the Threshold

I have been collecting stones for more than thirty years. Some came from beaches or roadsides. Others came home in my pocket after visits to the graves of ancestors. They are not particularly beautiful or unusual. If you came across…

The other day I needed to remember how to make something I had not made in a long time. Once, that sort of question would have meant reaching for a cookbook or calling someone who knew. Now I can type…