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

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...

Another Way to Look at Snow Days. #Writing

Time Honored Yesterday I spent the day with a friend. Not a carved out hour for lunch, or a coffee between meetings, but a whole day....

the wonder of memory. #Writing

If we change the heart of the story, can we change the ending? Writers explore the context of the world we inhabit. Some of us with poem...

A long time ago, before the age of the internet, I belonged to a group of writers that met weekly for over ten years. We met in the...

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...