Denis & Margie Haack continue to write at Critique-Letters
Final Words
As I wrote this post it happened to be during Holy Week. After a difficult few days when Denis' mother suffered a nosebleed that…
Category: Ordinary Life
A New Normal
Margie and I have been talking recently about what we call our new normal. We’re aging, which is no surprise since we’ve been doing that…
Summer – Not What You Thought
SUMMER and what you thought would be completely doable suddenly becomes Boot Camp for the unwary. Does this happen to you? You look at…
Crafting, Nativity and Comfort
A Salt Dough Creche Soire One December, many years ago when I was still into crafting like my redemption depended on it, I decided…
Writing with interruptions
Today like many summer days, I sit at my desk hoping to make some progress on my current manuscript. For any writer, not just…
A Minnesota December
Northern Minnesota December As a child I loved December best of all months. It held the two most important days of the year—my birthday…
Finding Your Way Home: Backyard Chicken-keeper
Sunflower seeds? Dried meal worms? Leftover oatmeal from breakfast? The girls are used to my presence and most curious about what treats I'm…
My Old Self is my Young Self
I’ve been working on a sequel to The Exact Place, and have been reading old letters from the past, dare I say, 50 years?…
On Being a Bunny: Honeysuckle passes away
Honeysuckle died last night and today we buried her under the magnolia tree. She was Anita's eight-year-old beloved angora rabbit, a creature who delighted…
Prayer, the language of people in trouble
Stormy North Shore, Lake Superior As I enter the new week, I do not anticipate trouble. Nor am I in trouble today. Unless I…