A Senior Moment
I needed to stop by the grocery this morning. My troops were complaining about empty shelves in the frig. The …
Author Archives: Beth Baldwin
A Memorial Service to Remember
A good friend of ours died a year ago. Suddenly and totally out of the blue. Pancreatic cancer. He was …
God’s Acre
Have you ever heard of a “living” graveyard? I have. It’s my home graveyard, just up the street from Home …
Milkweed
Moving ever so gently in the breeze Inky pods pointing at jaunty angles Launching snowy puffs toward the sky Kin to …
Superstitions and Notions
I recently read an article about superstitions going out of style in this modern era. Horrors! What would the world …
Butterfly, Butterfly, Fly Away Home
The oddest thing happened yesterday as I was wishing that our son, Branner, could be here to enjoy the beautiful …
A Mountain Quest
Brian Doyle’s story reminds me of a summer long ago when I set out with my two older brothers and …
Caught in the Act
Just last week, my husband Sandy and I were discussing the odd paltry-ness of our summer tomato crop. We’d harvested …
Closed for Business
This Tuesday brought opportunities for catching up with college classmates as we shared personal news for the upcoming spring alumnae …
Hidden Treasure
In cleaning out my almost 97-year-old mother-in-law’s apartment at the retirement home, we rediscovered lots of treasures from the past, …
River Teeth
How funny to think a river could have teeth. What would river teeth look like? Whitecaps like we saw today …
Forsythia
I have always been intrigued by forsythia. We have a patch of forsythia that we share with a neighbor. The …
The Circles of Life
All these circles of childhood: Farmer in the Dell, Hot Potato, Musical Chairs. Spinning or turning somersaults ’til we are dizzy. …
Reminiscing
Summers are naturally made for reminiscing. Sitting on the patio in late afternoon hoping for a breeze, half dozing on …
Cloud Art
What better way to spend a lazy summer afternoon in the mountains than looking at cloud configurations with your grandchildren. …
An Inheritance I Have Received
As my mother lay dying, one of her last messages to me was, “Don’t give away my pretty things.” She …
Dialogue with Knees
Me: Why are you bothering me? Knees: We could give you a lot more trouble than this! Me: This is …
Butterfly Pottery
Our writing group’s connection to butterflies has been abundantly documented in Farther Along. Butterflies have come to us, collectively and …
Collage
Ginkgo leaves and Christmas trees Green cicadas and fallen leaves Fallen lives, fallen hopes Tales more tragic than the soapiest …
Retreat
The mountains – quiet, peaceful solitude. Rhododendron, ferns, thistles, outcroppings of rocks, tops of trees swaying in the breeze, split …
Farther Along 