A Frosty, Sunlit Morning Walk
Yesterday when I woke the frost was so heavy on the grassy meadow behind our house it looked like a …
Yesterday when I woke the frost was so heavy on the grassy meadow behind our house it looked like a …
I spent many years as a community activist working on social justice and environmental issues. Part of that work included writing …
I’ve gathered some images, sacred and sublime, to scroll through as you listen to Charlotte Church sing “O Holy Night“, …
I’ve been honored with a nomination for the Family of Bloggers Award, thanks to the lovely Sandy, whose blog Another Lovely Day …
I’ve long been drawn to photos of fog and mist. Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …
Sometimes there’s no other way to capture a moment–a way of seeing or being in the world–than through poetry. So …
Writing, or any creative endeavor, to some extent is a leap of faith and a huge personal risk. Faith that …
I discovered a whole new beautiful world when I began blogging four months ago. Until then I’d only read “professional” …
One of the things I love about blogging is discovering all the amazing talent out there. This is one of …
The deer fleeing for its life turns to look at me with my mother’s eyes. Dark fierce eyes, bitter-bright, locking …