Day begins with the blank slate
all things are possible.
morning ablations, meditations, stretch of the body
the mind needs to settle, dogs need to walk,
neighbor’s fat chickens proudly strutting
and i have made myself a promise
only I will know if I will keep.
Carol Prost
Carol Prost
poet, painter, potter, putter, peeping around corners and under rocks. I love to explore and find my way through mazes, especially outside in nature or quietly in my own heart and mind. I am fortunate to live with 2 gracious wonderful hounds and near forest hiking trails, rivers with not so far a ride to the sea....bird song, picture books, haiku, clouds, and dancing and recently japanese karate, inspire me. I am looking forward to what discoveries the marathon may unfold.