When my folks passed, both within a month of each other, I sat in their home, and it felt as if it were silent for he first time, because this silence was profound silence… they were not ever again going to walk through the door after shopping or whatever, filling the rooms with noise and […]
Top Of the Food Chain
Nature has this whole predator/prey thing going on… the whole tree vs wind, earth vs quake, plain vs flood… you get the picture. It’s just nature doing its thing. Lately, I’ve been having financial difficulties, and I feel more like the prey than the predator… more like the forest than the fire… more like the […]
poem that woke me up this morning and needs a new name.
The conflict continued. Well, more like, he laid down the law and a part of her died. The energy was ugly, and the visitor left the house rode away on a bicycle she watched as each push of the pedal took the bike and the rider forward in lurches forward, forward, forward the wheels made […]
Sunday Morning Musings
This morning I sat in the shade of my garden wall, with a cup of coffee in one hand and a camera in the other. It was late, around 9, so the light was intense and shadows deep, really bad for photography. What can I say? I slept in… I sat quietly, ready for whatever […]
My first blog post. Paddling solo
Last week Paul and I went out for a paddle on the Black River. We went in at Grinde’s and worked our way upstream to the Eagle nest. Paul decided he wanted to explore the channel that led around what is a small island, but I am not comfortable back there, after going there […]
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