By Jean Macpherson You know what Mommy? I want to keep my toys forever. Bedtime words, but he is still awake talking to his babies — ladybug, black bear, elephant. Collectively he calls them babies, but in the singular or … Continue reading→
By Jean Macpherson The rich creamy center of a Boston Crème, or the frightening sugar shock of a glazed donut. There is nothing delicate about the gut-heavy sensation of fried goodness. I made donuts for the first time for Hanukkah … Continue reading→
By Jean Macpherson “Potatoes are especially sensitive to changes in soil moisture when they are forming tubers− between the time they flower and two weeks before harvest. Monitor soil moisture and water whenever the soil is dry more than 2 … Continue reading→
By Jean Macpherson If you have a fear of losing your mind, or swaying on the ledge, stop reading. Go read something else like Oprah’s poetry issue. Lit Number 19, Winter 2011 features two untitled poems or sections from … … Continue reading→
By Jean Macpherson I am crying. This is typical. As an emotional being, I have become ever more so since becoming a mother and … growing older. Those of you above 40 likely scoff at my proposal, but it is … Continue reading→
