Feeling Alive
I have become aware that nature, being in nature, and at its whim, is when I am most...
Finding Home
Is home truly where the heart is, or where the heart feels at home? The sun rises behind...
Time Away
Deep into the northern woods, beneath the blue sky, near full moon, and lush pine trees, balance is...
Summer, morning walk
An early morning walk in the calm and cool air. Before the paths and sand become too hot,...
Poem – Awake
I lie awake at night and during the day and I think of the opportunities I have passed...
Winter’s Last Stand
Spent the weekend clearing the last visages of winter as snow and ice had become 5-foot tall hills....
Poem – Lady in the Forest
For earth day… I awoke in the boreal forest white pine reaching skyward, a canopy of shadow a...
Poem – Fracture 56
the winged sun whispers light the winged sun expels white dust. and the morning dew cold to our...
Poem – Black Swan
Emerging from the prairie and the ancient oak roots. numb, cold, senses fall away, the threads loosen, bonds...
Reading and writing
To help with my writing funk, I’ve been reading a lot more than usual. And that advice is...