The Poetree

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“I think it needs to be a little higher,” Susan says. She’s looking up into the apple tree on our church lawn, where my son Jack; his friend, also named Jack (we’ll call him Jack Y, to minimize confusion); and my daughter, Jane, are perched on branches of varying...

Fall

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This post is my first attempt at Five-Minute Friday, hosted by Lisa Jo Baker. The rules: write for five minutes in response to the prompt (in today’s case, the word fall) without editing, rewriting, revising. And, well, my first time out, I cheated: I did a tiny...

Laundry Like Rabbits

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Monday Jack and I ran a Fibonacci sequence to calculate how many pairs of rabbits we’d have in twelve months if we started with one pair that birthed another after just one month. At the end of the year, we’d have 377 pairs of rabbits—a whopping 754...