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During much of the past six weeks I have been away. A mixture of work, workshops, family visits and a trip to Ireland to hear Van...

In a couple of days I leave for the west coast. I’ll have time to visit with long time friends before going to a writing workshop with...

The day after the full blood super moon eclipse is a Monday. It is a cloudy somewhat dreary morning in early autumn. Everything looks dry...

Last week I spent a perfect summer day with a small group of writer friends gathered for a retreat on my back porch.There was just a bit...

Grandson.

Possibilities…..

Mother’s Day. #MothersDay

Weeding. #poetrymonth

A habit of words. #napowrimo #poetry #Writing

Wishing Time Away. #place #poetry #time #Writing

The light belies the cold. Even with six inches of snow on the ground, even with temperatures barely rising above 20 F there is no doubt...

Hoosier Landscape in Snow.

There are the true seasons and the hints of seasons. The day before yesterday I walked up the street in my brother’s Vancouver...

In the house of memory.

Walking the Labyrinth.

When the boundaries of my heart are blurred it is time to retreat into the words held in that small cave: the place that is sweetly damp...

Once again…..

For the last half hour I have been looking up the differences between memory and remembrance. I still cannot quite clearly articulate it....

I have been home for four days following our two week sojourn in Peru. It was a truly wonderful trip in many aspects, not just the places...