The glass and the tool to soften it both start as sand I can’t quite identify all that I gained with him but I do know that he took my spine as I left– let me wilt for a while until I found a way…

It’s the time of year where the ghosts will begin haunting my hot tea and leaving the full glasses of orange juice            alone.   It’s time for lingering transition from lemonades and iced teas to apple ciders and salted caramels;…

Plato said, Once we were whole four arms, four legs, and two heads We had long conversations with ourselves and assisted each other in daily life We were never alone   But then Zeus (the actual reason for 90% of drama in Greek mythology) threw…

It’s all their fault. The cat rescue folks, that is. They sent me out to deal with this, to a site reported to have strays–by the dozens. Up an old dirt road that almost wasn’t, where possibly no one had ventured for ages. Potholes that…

My love, where are you? Where do you lay your sleeping eyes, How do I find the likes of one so true, Why must I wait all this time,   My love, are you prepping yourself to be ready for me, Can I at least…

In my box of keepsakes under the bed I’ve placed a jar of origami stars, a ceramic tinkerbell figurine, her torso cracked and glued back together, a teddy bear whose soft styrofoam beads have left to his extremities leaving his limbs limp and heavy, a…

Normally people are blind to avian presence, Ordinarily chalked up to “Well, see, there’s no interesting birds around me,” Really? Then I guess you didn’t see the whistling duck whose breath was stuck, captured, Hung in midair, by photographers who spent hours lying there, just…

Red, yellow and green, first stop, then wait and finally go. whatever the situation, you will reach your destination. Three thoughts to live by, slow a little, observe the space, you will find your place. There is nothing at stake, no need to fake. Make…

Wildflowers dormant Until spring rain wakes the seeds Superbloom Awe Walk

Report From The Edge I didn’t want to come I’m not the adventurer type and I’ve heard that the winds at the Edge are fierce sometimes 50 or 60 miles an hour! People have been swept over never to be heard from again But, “It’s…