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Continue reading →: Nursery Rhymes for Mothers & Sons
Before the chaos of those last 15-20 minutes before dinner, he’s wearing a doctor hat and checking my temperature or heartbeat. It’s pretty interchangeable at this point in his medical career. He makes the heartbeat sound by clucking and asks if I’m okay. Mothers know we probably aren’t okay. Not…
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Continue reading →: If Time Flies So Will I (on motherhood)
So we are just going to do this all over again? Day in, day out. Time. I rebel against holding it tight to my chest. But I wonder should it be like this? So furious, fast, and hurried. So limited, constrained and breathless. But how God fills it with love…
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Continue reading →: A Mother’s Reflection on Time
We pass through it now. Going to the chickens or the goats. Or the bright yellow shed. It’s the back entrance to our garden, a nod to time. Almost like the magic wardrobe in C.S. Lewis’s The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. We walk through always getting older and…
Hi!
I’m Sierra
Welcome to my cottage garden in the foothills of California! I’m a poet, gardener, and sunflower enthusiast. Follow for personal poetry and prose rooted in my Christian faith and inspired by the turn of seasons both out of doors and in the soul. Find my short stories on Substack – Green Fables.♥️
Sierra V. Fedorko 