Happy New Year and May You Feel of Watermelons and Train Wheels, but not so much the Prison Bars
May you tread on soft paths, find rest against solid oaks, and discover new comforts in your own backyard.
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Happy New Year and May You Feel of Watermelons and Train Wheels, but not so much the Prison Bars
May you tread on soft paths, find rest against solid oaks, and discover new comforts in your own backyard.
Nanowrimo Left Me Spent and Incandescent
At some point every November I go stand away from the house at two in the morning and drop my head back, […]
Carry It Beautifully ~ My Place in the Natural World
This is how I carry nature in my pocket. Little bits of a sky caught between day and night, draped briefly across my backyard
Fall in Love with Luna Moths and Other Ways to Save the Planet
A couple of weeks ago I asked my favorite-niece-named-Thea how she’s doing. Okay, she said. Tired, busy. Not sure what to do […]