That patch of earth I think I know so well where I garden mostly still and mostly silent In my stillness and my silence, I notice details hues of petals, bend of foliage, feel of damp, dark dirt Purple, green, and brown, I attend to with a focus while my little ones play games outside … More Relevant Realities
The familiar is so easy to take for granted even with cell phones distance still creates physical separation My beloved returned last night after only four days away our first embrace wove together 100 hours of threadbare presence into 1000 thread-count intimacy Photo by Anastasia Skylar courtesy of Unsplash
You walk the well-worn path around the near-by lake, you know this trail by heart; it ends back where you started One day a reed or paw print, a little frog or snake entices you from the circular path entices you from the familiar You wander off in new directions open to exploration no telling … More Turning Point
Becky’s back yard is full of growth tender young trees beneath old oaks thrusting their branches to heaven From my writing room window, I see only a patch of the yellow green field of my own back yard but Becky’s back yard offers a full performance – The daily drama of a mother raccoon teaching … More Becky’s Back Yard
Wind Rush 