I went outside to sit with the daffodils today. It may snow. That’s right. It may snow. Won’t be the first time the daffodils have been beaten down in their glory but it seemed a good idea to sit with … Continue reading →
Grey day all of the world’s gold is pushing upward from the wet and fragrant ground swelling and thrown against grey shifting skies. Rainy days are not unwelcome even in the midst of mud season when lit by this glow … Continue reading →
The other day, the NaPoWriMo prompt was to re-read a bit of Spoon River Anthology and write something in the voice of someone who has died. That wasn’t the day for me to do it but today, I took that … Continue reading →
Was tangled up in a new project that doesn’t relate to painting or poetry or even cooking! So here I am without too many words but still. I did go out a few times today and take a whiff of … Continue reading →
The sun reached backward to leave cooling eastern clouds with a reminder. Always returning and always disappearing night and darkness comes. Between the farewells, some colorless deer forage in the gray moment. `
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
