Gardening has grown to be so many things for me: an art form, a story, a memory, a solace, and more...
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Making my Mother’s Day garden
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New poem, “Night Sounds”
A small greeting for this first day of May, one of my favorite months, a time when everything in nature really starts to come alive.
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New poem, “Treasure”
A small tribute for Earth Day today...
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New poem, “The Last Cord”
My farmhouse is sold and gone this past week, so this poem emerged...
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New poem, “Cruel Release”
Sometimes these days I have moments where I can’t, and don’t want to, feel anything anymore. Whether fear, concern, or sadness, it seems too much. As a nurse I feel it doubly at those times, …
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New poem, “Small Glories”
Here is a brief, bright poem for the spring equinox. Nature reminds me daily that it moves through its own rhythms regardless of human beings, and though that makes me feel very small sometimes, it …
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New poem, “Seesaw”
Thinking about what growing up with a difficult relationship with my father taught me about dealing with uncertainty and learning self-reliance, and with an understanding that fear and trust issues were set to seed, as …
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New poem, “Shut the Door”
Figuring out how to say goodbye to the past has been on my mind lately. Although I’m not sure there’s a way to ever fully do that, I think we can come pretty close when …
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New Poem, “Well Spent”
My version of a little love poem for today, to life and all the brief, amazing moments of it that come our way.
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Embracing a Helping Hand
Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, I had a new friend. I was humbled once again, by the way the universe works sometimes...
