Walking alone by the roadside, I meander...
Yes, sometimes you just have to take the leap and I did just that.
Late morning writing time…now just need to open up the journal a few more pages in. My writing inspiration this morning combines the summer sun, tea, a well worn journal and beyond these things lies gardens of flowers and a rugged mountainside. More gardening work awaits of course; it is ongoing throughout the summer. But moments need to be put […]
Peonies from the garden on the Ridge. The deep pink ones?
Sun Dancer The dawn moon quiets my mysterious wonder into a deep palette of soft watercolors.
Early winter has descended upon us in Colorado. A November blizzard and more since then has brought us into a season of quiet and white sooner than expected. In a world outside of quiet snowfalls, it is joyful to walk among summer and autumn that once was. The wood stove fire burns slowly, warmth seeps into ridges of a […]
A very special poem from my poetry collection Journey On: Beauty And Grit Along the Way. It was one of those poems that came to me so easily…I love when writing a poem can actually be almost effortless. This one was: Remnant You found me alone, yearning for the summer’s moon and encircled me like a wraparound porch. Drawing me close, you took my pain and fears and welcomed them in. You came and stayed in my heart giving love with yours. You are gone, but your love remains, like the remnant of an old soft blue sweater hung nearby on a peg by the back door, waiting for the wearer to return home.