“Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness.” -George Sand It’s easy to be generous when you have enough. It’s easy to love when you were raised with unconditional love….

a photo cannot capture the flavor of the air on the breeze the scent of sweet pollen in the air the moon, ever, because it’s just that ethereal nor the feel of cool water on the tongue nor the sound of hundreds of aspen leaves…

wooden path bisects slate stream and white mountain top– Alaskan pipeline

You can go no further; stop. Blue granite, steep cliff, face, sharp chin. Faded blaze hammered to tree trunk, gravel scattered, the carving of water in earth. Footfalls on griege and rough stone, unstable. A wide pathway crumbles upon descent. Turn back as night falls….

This love we have is Beautiful, warm, inviting, solid. We’ve been through so much, you and I We’ve journeyed to Be together. You’ve been My rock when I needed it the most I lay my head on your chest And listen to your heartbeat. This…

DEATH OF FLOWERS   sunbeams kiss my window blinds but white lilies die while traffic fills the interstate.

Peering Into the Abyss When I was happy I loved high places, balconies and rooftops gave a secret thrill, the Grand Canyon was an exquisite torment, a frisson of thrilling danger grazed my nerves as I gazed over the edge. I was a hawk searching out possible prey, an…

Cross. Courage is all it takes to cross a bridge to go somewhere new. And leave everything else behind from where you are. Take it slowly. One step at a time. That will be the start of your journey, Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Walk….

Looking at the long wooden boardwalk threading through a wooded wetlands takes me back to the fjords of Gros Morne. Newfoundland, with its sparse inhabitants, confounded us with its odd houses without stairs to a front door high above the ground. In Twenty-Nine Palms, we…

shimmering sunlight casts shadows between green leaves. butterflies darting among mauve clusters; vernal season emerging from grey wintertide.