by Leah Perrault | Sep 13, 2024
I went out to the garden boxes after 8 pm. I did not feel like going, but it was the only window I was going to have in the week for picking the beans. The plants were weighted down with the harvest. Small row by small row, I pulled the beans off one by one –...
by Leah Perrault | Aug 17, 2024
Over the last few years, I’ve been working hard to shut off the TV and and stop scrolling. I find that habits are easier to replace than quit, and reading is a long-time love too-often set aside in the years with small children and a full life. Most of my reads...
by Leah Perrault | Aug 25, 2022
Photo Credit: Charlize Perrault Mess is a theme in my life, and therefore also in my barefoot preaching. I think I return to the theme because mess challenges me so deeply. While I grew, I found relief in order, comfort in control, rest in simplicity. And I wandered...
by Leah Perrault | Aug 18, 2022
Writing, for me, is both a part of how I make my living and how I make sense of my living. My summer reading has coincidentally connected around a theme that, in the end, a life is just a collection of stories. What does it mean to write the story of my own life, a...
by Leah Perrault | Sep 23, 2021
Photo Credit: Marc Perrault Soft seems both desirable and impossible right now. I want soft clothes, soft voices, a soft place to land. The world feels steep and rocky and utterly beyond me in a lot of ways. I have written before about (my resistance to) leaning into...
