I love writing. I do. But sometimes I lose my way in the fog and can’t find my words. This […]
first lines never cares what time it is they nudge their cold noses against my ear, wanting to go for […]
My boy Bentley went to Rainbow Bridge this week. He had only been sick a few days, but the vet […]
Woke with this heavy within me: Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s […]
How often do the songs we grew up with grow up right alongside us? It’s not the song it used […]
Ever since I joined this blog as a weekly contributor, I’ve wondered about the Beguines, from whom part of the […]
When you have no words, there’s always music.
I want to be Mary Oliver.