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  • Little Brick New Feature image Sue Schlabach

    The Little Brick House on the Corner

    There is a little village near here where my family lives. My brother and his wife moved there in 1995, and this small town—with only a couple hundred residents—took them in. My parents bought a house around the corner from my brother in 2004, and also became active participants in this thriving small community. Two…

  • Candlelight © Sue Schlabach

    Candlelit Tree, Dusting of Snow

      Merry Christmas to you all from Pennsylvania. This may be the first candlelit tree I’ve seen in person. We glimpsed it last night after the Moravian service in Lititz, Pennsylvania. This has been a holiday filled with singing. Tonight I am hoarse from an impromptu evening of carols and songs around the family table.…

  • Grateful on the Prairies

    Happy Thanksgiving from the American prairie. Here we are in Kansas. An eclectic feast is simmering in the kitchen- tamales side-by-side with turkey gravy. Two pumpkin pies bake, scenting the air with allspice and cinnamon. We’ve come here from Vermont, Pennsylvania and Brooklyn, to gather and cook, laugh, catch up and relax at the home…

  • One Leaf © Sue Schlabach

    Stage Plays, a Blanket of Autumn Leaves

    An autumn bed of leaves under our maple tree reminds me of a performance of Midsummer Night’s Dream that I saw in Stratford, England, when I was 19. It was the later 1980s. Life was my oyster. Before the woodland scenes the stage crew rolled out a carpet of jumbled textile pieces, layered and sewn…

  • Azalea © Sue Schlabach

    Irish Weather on the Wethers

      Meet Azalea. She joined our little flock yesterday which brings us back to four sheep after the loss of Oscar in August. She is a Navajo Churro breed. Our others are Dorset crosses. Today got me thinking of our first serious discussion about raising lambs. We were renting a little stone house in Ballydavid…

  • Green Beans © Sue Schlabach

    Bouquet Garni, Young Beans, and a Roosting Chicken

    Tonight’s dinner of braised root vegetables was seasoned with bouquet garni—a pleasing little bundle of parsley, thyme and bay. We ate the sweet potatoes, carrots, and beets over gnocchi, drizzled with the pan juices, butter, and chopped herbs. The wind picked up this afternoon and the air was chilly, but we still ate outside. Hints…

  • Lowry and the Lambs © Sue Schlabach

    Death of a Lamb

    Oh E.B. White. You came to mind immediately yesterday. A day so long and multi-faceted that my memory of it now breaks it into chapters. More of E.B. White to come. Stay with me. Chapter 1 12:15 a.m.  Lights out. We’ve just finished watching the sad and slightly disturbing movie, “Margaret.” 2:30 a.m.  R gets…

  • Thunderstorms, Evening, Porches

      I grew up in southeastern Pennsylvania where summers were hot and muggy. When a thunderstorm rolled in I loved to sit on the porch swing watching sheets of rain pour down off the roof, with the lilacs 15 feet away becoming a mere shadow of themselves through the water.       A fine…

  • Wedding Toast © Sue Schlabach

    Summer’s Eve Wedding

    An early summer evening after heavy rain. The perfect night for vows to be shared, poems read, music heard. The scene: a renovated barn and its lush wooded grounds in rural Lancaster, Pennsylvania. The wedding cake was whoopie pies. The feast specialized in vegetarian fare. The musicians were a 5 piece brass combo followed by…

  • Deb's Dress © Sue Schlabach

    The Reveal

    I spent the winter and spring on a labor of love which came into bloom a few weeks ago at the wedding of my brother-in-law Daryl, to the marvelous Deborah. Remember all those ruffles I was making in April? They turned into flowers. Dozens of raw silk flowers, that I overlaid on garlands of lace…