The future comes with weight and speed – right at you – watch and wait.
Pepper and Poems
Find the highest place you can – Look for the light – Wade into troubled waters – Drag a carcass to the sea – Seek what inspires you – Watch for the miracle – Love, forgive – And rest. …
Would it be wrong to share a non-holiday themed poem this morning, one that’s kind-of sad and kind-of beautiful? I can’t seem to find my way into a book this month, but I’ve always got time for a poem on…
I hope you find yourself in the company of people you like today, even if they sometimes make you crazy; I hope you find yourself at a bountiful table! I hope you enjoy a delicious Pinot Noir with your turkey…
A cold grey morning in November dawned with a steady rain – the earth already wet – the rain coming down as if it would never end. Had there ever been a more miserable morning for man or beast? Yes,…
I spent last weekend in my hometown. On the plane and in bed I read “The Testaments” by Margaret Atwood, which I didn’t expect to love but did. Often I was with my father, still himself and also not himself,…
Fall is hunting season for Pepper…
Sometimes a good dog sits in the sun and is still.
The grass in my yard crunches underfoot, yellow as straw in some places. Pepper rouses small tornadoes of dust as she chases the squirrels. Yet the trees remain mostly green heading into October – a dry green, a stubborn green…