I am waiting for a flight to Spain at JFK.  This is the in between time. I have internet, I have a couple of hours, and I have a to do...

DANCE!.

Lately I have fallen back in love with soup. Anything from chicken stock with minimal vegetables to pureed potato leek , to beans,...

I really don’t believe in writer’s block even though for the last week I haven’t written a thing I want to go back to, nothing is...

Passing.

I stepped outside just before sunset to watch the graying sky, it had been raining on and off during most of this unseasonably warm day....

This week’s weather goes something like this; snow, snow again, more snow, clear and warming, more warming, thunderstorms and tornado...

Next Steps in the Writing Room.

I have begun walking every morning again.  Weather and schedule decide the route, but the commitment is to walk each day.  And as often...

The Monarchs.

The migration of the monarchs is something I learned about in college – not from a science class- but in a poetry workshop where a young...

Yesterday I was home alone all day – I thought I would get a lot of writing done – it was quiet I had nowhere to be and I had taken care...

Moving at the Speed of Slow.

Last year at this time I left my position at the university where I had been for over a decade. I loved my work (equity issues in...

I’ve been housebound all week, you’d think I’d write of snow or cold, the longer dark, the lingering ice. But it’s the fire I think of;...

This New Year’s Eve we spent the night at home for the first time in many years. Just us, my husband and me, a fire in the wood stove, a...

The thin cold air of December is leaning into the new year, I have returned from one journey only to begin another. A journey of intent;...

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Back Home Again Arrived back to Indiana last night – warm greetings from family, home at the end of a long day’s travel. But I am not...