hearts-a-bustin

After Eden, Cain killed Abel.  That sentence has been going through my mind since the murders at the Tree of Life Synagogue in Pittsburgh.  More accurately, that sentence has been lurking in my mind, shadowing my mood since 27 October.  Initially I thought those five words might be the beginning of a poem, but the …

late and soon

At this month’s meeting of the Blount County Master Gardeners a fellow member gently, almost embarrassingly, tapped me on the shoulder and said, “I really miss your posts in After Eden.”  She thought I had stopped writing.  I have not stopped.  But I have not written--at least I have not written recently for After Eden. …