Finding words lately is like trying to find flowers in winter. I circle the house and yard but there is nothing of color. Only sparse green and all dormant. There’s nothing here that I could compose a lush bouquet with.  In light of that, I’ve been writing poetry, where a succinct word can stand as … Continue reading

I never did prune the roses.  I let them go feral and jagged.  I do not like the thorns.  I cannot shirk injury so they grow more unruly. Undisciplined — the both of us.    There is a hole in my front porch. I hear squirrels gnawing in my ceiling. They are a banded army … Continue reading

mild night

Sprawled out on the trampoline with a sky full of stars hanging like a mobile. The Big Dipper is straight ahead, scooping up a ladle of the darkness. I’ve got a cat just as black on my belly, massaging his claws into my jacket with bliss. The clouds are moving rather quickly so my light-punctured … Continue reading mild night


I almost hate to admit it, but I actually missed summer the other day. Being barefooted, picking whatever I need from the garden, nesting boxes full of pretty eggs, sneaking down to the creek, endless days and late nights in the hammock… and of course, not running kids around like a Tasmanian devil. I miss … Continue reading soothe


Day 12 on GAPS intro and I’m pretty much over it. Over the worst of the detox and over broth and stewed meat. I need to keep broth as a three-times-a-day staple though so I better learn to like it. I don’t dislike it, it’s just that I’m ready for crunchy salads. And something baked. … Continue reading through