On a strangely warm morning in January, Pepper and Daisy and I puttered around the yard before the torrential rains came. The hairy bittercress had sent up its small, sturdy, white-flowering stalks in various locations. The tiny blue blossoms of…
On the best days, words fail the gleaming – fading – world. A tiny songbird with a yellow stripe on her head visits the old spruce tree. She hops from one branch to another, eyeballing me. I’ve never seen…
My friend Shelby Moody recently gave me a small devotional called “A Moment with God,” by Betsy Davies. Betsy made it on Shutterfly – it’s a personal collection of photographs and meditations that she put together following the passing of…
For my friend who has suffered a profound loss, and for anyone lost… For the Interim Time by John O’Donohue When near the end of day, life has drained Out of light, and it is too soon For the mind…
In my yard, unsteady, I’ve taken my first steps since October. Winter’s glories abound, and its desolation… Winter’s Feast At winter’s feast, I drink the yellow jasmine – Paint my lips with blood-pink bloom – Rub my hands with Rose…