I have a pet maranta. It doesn’t have legs or a mouth but it can say “good night.” When it’s dark this common houseplant closes its leaves, unfolding them the next day with the light. Because it’s easy to grow, my prayer plant, the common name, is one of my favorites. Doesn’t hurt that the foliage is an absolute stunner with vivid red veins over a two-tone green background.
Well, it’s happened again — the sun made its way around our planet once more. As the calendar turns to a New Year these are some of my thoughts for 2018.
I spent my tender years in the small seacoast town of Aberdeen, Washington — a town filled with lumbermen and fishermen and smells of freshly harvested lumber and the fishy smells of the sea just a few minutes away by car.
Second Harvest Food Bank brought public servants and community volunteers together on Monday to make sure families in need are able to have a Christmas dinner.