Gift at Low Tide

Gift at Low Tide

{I’ve just rolled in from the shore and am reaching two years back into the archives to share with you my favorite Palm Sunday ever. Enjoy as you align your heart this holy week.} Palms waved on Palm Sunday, fronds rattling, applause in the wind. I walked...
Gift at Low Tide

Gift at Low Tide

Palms waved on Palm Sunday, fronds rattling, applause in the wind. I walked hand-in-hand with my firstborn toward our abandoned umbrella, its fringe fluttering near the shoreline. Bare feet shuffled over sandy cobblestone, felt the grit, the heat. I clicked my tongue...