Instead of getting weary… I’m waking up. Coming out of that strange sort of summer sleepwalk, emerging like a hibernating bear of southern latitudes.
I have happily found another kindred spirit, a sister and fellow traveler, one of those very special moments that I feel lucky to both experience and recognize…
I’m happy to announce I’ll be reading some of my poetry at this summer’s Bedlam Farm Open House.
I’m traveling this week with my boyfriend to Pennsylvania, staying in the house where he grew up while his parents are away in Colorado. They had a beautiful sunroom added on to their house several years ago, where his mom’s plants bathe happily under big, bright windows. It’s a lovely […]
This is a poem I wrote several years ago, inspired by watching a show on the Discovery Channel about how the universe was created. Even though I had learned all the science in school when I was younger, I was struck again by the sheer miracle of it all. I […]
A couple weeks ago I returned to my Thursday afternoon painting class, an outlet I always realize I miss very much after my teacher, Joan, closes our sessions down for the summer and during the holiday season. I felt the same mix of relief and relaxation spark up as I started […]
Despite their fragile state, every winter I’ve continued to wear a pair of my dad’s old, rough woolen mittens. Parts of them have been literally hanging on by a thread, brown suede-covered palms and tattered Thinsulate lining in danger of coming loose and falling away entirely. I have grown careful with them over the years, saving them […]
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do, with your one wild and precious life?” – Mary Oliver With the arrival of another new year, this quote from one of my favorite poets has been on my mind a lot. I’m not one for big celebrations, making resolutions, breaking them […]
Inside the only stall of a women’s bathroom at the hospital where I work, a garden of bright pink, flowery faces greets my every visit. On the opposite wall there is a similar bunch looking down, some smiling, some frowning, growing together in their rather strange field over matching pink tile. The bathroom decor is clearly old, […]
This morning I woke up to find what I first thought was a really hard frost when I looked out the window. But no, it was snow. Real, white, fluffy snow, and it was still falling. Frankly, I couldn’t believe my eyes. When I opened the back door to let my […]