There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so careful.

It's always been my hope that I would write a story that would inspire and would connect with people in a way that would touch hearts.

Nobody around here had ever seen a lady beekeeper till her. She liked to tell everybody that women made the best beekeepers, 'cause they have a special ability built into them to love creatures that sting. It comes from years of loving children and husbands.

the redness had seeped from the day and night was arranging herself around us. Cooling things down, staining and dyeing the evening purple and blue black.

What's wrong with living in a dream world? You have to wake up.

Grandmotherhood initiated me into a world of play, where all things became fresh, alive, and honest again through my grandchildren's eyes. Mostly, it retaught me love.

Nothing is fair in this world. You might as well get that straight right now