Words Are Medicine

We are in a windy, sun saturated weather pattern, with chilly nights and warm days. The gardens need rain. I have been participating in a couple of groups that are organized around discussing politics. I enjoy the time with folks who are perhaps slowly becoming friends.; I am also struggling as I find the conversations … Continue reading Words Are Medicine

Binary Divisions

A snowy day, not much accumulation, just a few inches of fluff. Still, the morning reveals a perfect mid-winter snowscape. These mornings seem increasingly endangered, and I was grateful for the snowy day. A couple of nights ago  I listened to a marvelous essay on BBC Radio Three. The piece by Gwyn Maxwell explored the … Continue reading Binary Divisions

In the Presence of Good People

This evening our neighborhood gathered for our yearly picnic. The evening was cool, the sunset golden, and the mosquitoes held off til deep twilight. The lake was perfectly still, deep blue, and just slightly reflective of the fiery clouds that lay atop the mountains. Around 7:30 the full moon rose over the hill and rooftops, … Continue reading In the Presence of Good People