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THE HEALING PLACE
This summer I decided to create a specific place in my garden where I could go and put aside the constant rush to project myself into the future. It would be a touchstone to remind me to stop, breathe,...
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DAY’S END
Sudden rush of feathers draughting the air above me small flocks of careening birds fly low over the meadow chased by strong tail winds a dozen at a time joining the twisting, turning mass flowing...
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Small Gift
One small gift from the universe an unintended consequence benefiting the giver, taker one momentary thread of spider web light suspending judgment, exhaling in one single tonal breath body heat, one...
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How much light in a winter sky
How much light in a winter sky! the subtlety of mauve and rust and slate heavy-bellied clouds floating like seasoned bathers in a cold sea each dwindling moment of olive oil light caught in the wick...
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Joshua Tree
In late March I had the great pleasure of staying in a cottage on the edge of Joshua Tree National Park, California. Each day I hiked and explored with my family. Having never spent time in a desert...
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Wonder Valley
The cottage pulls itself apart at the joints in the heat of the day settles back into itself at night high desert wind clatters in the fan palms fine dust coats the mirrors In the yard husks of coyote...
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Narrative for a May Morning
Mist lying in the deep valleys, sunrise on white windmills, fresh cool air blowing down from Canada after the rain. Heard the mate-seeking brag of the rufous sided towhee before I spotted him posing...
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THANK YOU!
Proud to show off my daughter Nyssa’s latest artwork for Woman with Landscape.
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Becoming American
Today, for the first time, I celebrated Independence Day as an American citizen. A week ago, I stood in a large reception room along with a hundred and seventy-two others and our families,...
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Presence
The year has rocked this world to its roots. What if for one day each being put down their burdens, their words of hate, their inhumanity and breathed in the presence? Stopped fighting for history,...
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