I do pay attention; the changing color of the leaves, which happens all through the year from their tender openings in spring through the...

I’ve been listening to a number of interviews with writers lately and am reminded that writing serves as a reflection not only of my own...

Deciding to move to a once a week, mid week posting. So appreciate the time taken in reading my posts and letting me know this is a...

I have spent the past week not being able to center. I don’t know the reason, I could make a long list; our new grandchild, the garden,...

Everyday needs collide with the writing life.

We are moving into summer. This morning there was heat just past sunrise, and by mid-morning the birds’ songs are lackadaisical. The day...

Letters, markings, symbols representing sounds, images, imaginings, concepts, stories. When I take time to step back and look at my hand...

What I see outside my window is silence. I don’t mean there are no sounds, but rather there is an absence of noise, I hear a woodpeckers...

I’ve been paying attention to the out breath. To the force, control, power behind letting go. While I still consider myself a beginner...