Posts by Julia Pearce

Year of the Buffalo    Every year for the past handful of years, I have named the year with animals.   As the new year arrives, I watch for the vibes…

The Folded Book – Giving Space   I was with two of my friends at a local art market a few years ago.  We were meandering through each booth inside…

Bees are all around us and then there was this One.    In our yard we gather types of flowers and trees and plants that attract bees on purpose.  For…

Clouds    Summer and clouds and lemonade to go with picnics in your own backyard.  Beaches and day trips and mountain hikes and smiles as you nap in a hammock…

In the book Holes by Louis Sachar there is a rhyme that is said by Elya Yelnats as he walks up the mountain every day. Elya is getting stronger as…

Good Memory Food.  This is what I call food that I eat, enjoy, and savor as memories float back from other times.  This could be popcorn that we made by…

My friendship rose came into bloom in stages. The roses on the bottom started to bloom first in a beautiful random row with dozens of buds ready to pop next. …

When I was growing up, my sister and I would go to stay with my aunt, uncle and cousins for about a week.  It was usually right at the end…

This has taken me a couple days to write. Have you done that? Something happens. You know the words to say and yet… you wait. Wait until your breath comes…

I worked at the tennis courts up the hill from my house when I was in high school.  They were also across from the swimming pool so it was a…