A question of balance.

When my children were young and my days full of constant juggling I would take moment in the darkening and walk outside to look up at the...

Go Hoosiers!.

Today makes me proud to live in Indiana – yesterday the Indiana Supreme court found it unconstitutional to ban marriage between any two...

A little something on nothing.

Today I have an overwhelming urge to do nothing. To sit and let the day pass by, the sky shift from pale cloudless blue to a morass of...

Summer The sky has a glow even at ten pm but the stormy skies drive me in instead of out. Just a week ago the days shone like July, full...

Lighting Candles.

This is birthday week at my house – my daughter, spouse, and both my grandsons’ birthdays come one after the other – 2 on the same day-...

Fireflies. #Writing

I am mourning the loss of fireflies: the warm summer dusks that raise the cacophony of insect symphony and frog calls followed by the...

I was seven in the summer of 1961 and as we did every summer we drove across the Tappan Zee from the Bronx apartment up to Buena Vista...

Unfolding Time.

Ever notice how an hour in the morning – say between 9 and 10 can pass by in minutes, and an hour in the late afternoon say between 3:30...

Still Country. #Writing

My home is bounded by woods. Once the leaves have opened and the brambles grown back up I cannot see another house. On occasion a mower,...

The happenstance of blue.

This last week has been very full. A trip to Toronto for a family reunion the youngest ages 10 months, the eldest 92, a rare visit from a...

All through April I have been writing a poem a day. Friends and I took the National Poetry Month challenge and created a shared place to...

I have been writing a poem a day in honor of national poetry month. Four of us who write together weekly have been sharing these online...