by Laurie Klein Black sheep? Moi? Oh yes: In childhood I cradled my stuffed counterpart, complete with music box. During adolescence I perched it atop the desk handed down from …
by Laurie Klein Have you seen my alter-ego? I call her Eeyore, after the classic Pooh character: a morose, self-pitying donkey ever-expecting the worst. Think: forgotten birthdays, cold rain and …
by Laurie Klein Dear friends, we are between Noels, past and pending. This year, I’m learning about creatures that might have shared that long-ago Holy Night. Welcome to “Oasis: Between …
by Laurie Klein Once upon a yard, I collected maple samaras. Ladybugs. Pea-sized mystery-spheres I found under shrubs — until Dad explained bunny droppings. To this day, I still watch …
by Laurie Klein Every November 11th, across the world, ancient, autumnal festivities honor St. Martin the Merciful. Gatherings may include lantern parades, bonfires, stories, wine tasting, and more. Born in …
by Laurie Kline Her gaze froze me in place. “Be a spokeswoman for peace,” author Susan Vreeland said. Five words. Oh, how they sobered and thrilled me: a sacred charge. …
by Laurie Klein We will shout for joy when you are victorious and will lift up our banners in the name of our God. Psalm 20:5 Wallpaper the basement ceiling—why …
By Laurie Klein If I make Thanksgiving succotash, or Yuletide lutefisk, will anyone eat? If I don’t budget enough for presents, will the grandkids still want to come next year? …
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