So...... in spite of my best intentions I have not posted in quite a while. No excuse really, just a nagging sense that things are spiraling into a new epoch of destruction that threatens to break my heart. The everydayness of catastrophe steals the words from my very mouth. I have been reading books about … Continue reading Singing in the Coal Mine
Spring has come to the South Coast, although the marsh is slow to green. Egrets and other waders have made their way to to its edge, the shallows a perfect mirror.
March is set to go out like a lion, which is, I believe, the way it came in. A partially sunny, breezy day. Although the day is presently warm, cold is to follow by tomorrow, along with copious rain. We have our first daffodils and a few bushes have begun to leaf out, yet most … Continue reading April’s Cusp
A dream: Ours is a watery planet. Molecules of water carry memory and bind us to the tides and the cycles of the moon. We each hold all of earth’s memory, a gift from the water, although few of us unlock that knowing. Water and sky and trees are one, made of the same stuff, … Continue reading Watery Dreaming