Enough for Me 5/31/2026

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I am rural folk. I live in a place where I wake up in the morning and, instead of hearing traffic and the hustle and bustle of society, I hear roosters and songbirds waking up and, occasionally after a wild and crazy night, the final cries of coyotes. I am probablyContinue reading “Enough for Me 5/31/2026”

Of Ice Cream and Sacred Simplicity 8/3/2025

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt My daughter said I should write about ice cream. She gave me this advice one night while we were standing in the backyard, looking up at the sky. I pondered the idea and tried to see where it would take me. I ended up with a stream of consciousness that, honestly,Continue reading “Of Ice Cream and Sacred Simplicity 8/3/2025”