Spring’s Rebirthing
Cool air caresses my cheeks as I enter the woods. A scurrying sound alerts me to a squirrel’s dash out of harm’s way, up a tree. I make my way down a well-worn trail that weaves through scraggly...
Re-Visioning
My manuscript went through many revisions. What began as a memoir morphed into an amalgam of part memoir and part instructional guide. After many years of working on it, I hoped the manuscript...
New Moon Intentions
Last night, I perused the internet searching for agents who might be interested in my manuscript. Many agents were closed to submissions and I switched off the computer feeling despondent. During...
Initiation
Life plonked obstacles in my path. My updated website www.lesleyireneshore.com moved from its prior location and, more than a month later, wasn’t showing up on a Google search. During this time,...
Survivor Tree
When we moved from Harmony Farm, I retired from my psychology practice along with other professional commitments. I opened my heart to new opportunities and interests. After settling into my new...
Witch Hazel
Upon moving to Harmony Farm, I bought guides for identifying the land’s wild vegetation. During rambles over fields and through woods, I became familiar with the green world living there. I...
The Power of Place
Harmony Farm In Medfield, a small suburban town 45 minutes from Boston, you spot the Harmony Farm sign hanging from a tree and know you have arrived. Turning into the driveway, you hear the...
Dare to Dream: Harmony Farm
We Had A Dream. Over 35 years ago, we fell in love with 23 beautiful acres in Medfield, MA. A bubbling stream ran through the property. It fed a private pond and excited our imaginations. We...
Giving Thanks
Thanksgiving Day invites us to focus on gratitude and to give thanks for all that we have in our lives. It reminds us to practice gratitude, not merely this one day of the year, but each...
Changing Seasons
This summer I turned 70 and the occasion brought with it many reflections. I found myself wanting to take life easier and decided not to push myself so hard to do the things I “should” do....
Sap Rising
I sit in my kitchen sipping maple sap, staring at the landscape constantly transforming before my eyes while contemplating the spring equinox. During the past few weeks, I’ve experienced...
