Author Archives: byherndon

We’re not born knowing how to reach. It’s something we learn over time as our parents dangle our favorite toys within our field of vision, but just outside of our grasp. We follow the toys with our never-known-defeat, not-afraid-to-admit-our-desire eyes and, one day, we raise our bratwurst arms and wriggle our anemone fingers and reach.Continue reading “Reach”

I see you up there, leaves. Terrible and wonderful. I love you and I hate you. I hate you because, soon, you’ll fall. Blanketing my lawn and smothering me in yard work. I love you because you’re beautiful. Muting the brilliant sunlight and lending to it your green and gold. First born of all stainedContinue reading “Leaves”