My grandmother told me you could tell how far a storm was by counting the seconds between the lightning and the thunder. Each second equaled a mile. To this day, I still find myself absently minded counting, not knowing if five seconds is safer than four or if…..
Mother’s Day. So many whisper’s tease my heart. With stubborn persistence one whisper prevailed. Which mother do I celebrate? The mother I knew growing up? Alternatively, do I celebrate the mother I’ve come to know since her death nineteen years ago? There are…..
We live in a messy world. Neurobiologists say our brains are Velcro when it comes to negative stuff – bam. Stuck forever. Brains are like Teflon when it comes to good stuff – wheeee. Flies right off. Part of that is evolution…..
I did not think I would see her fullness tonight. I learned long ago to know her smile even when she wears the veils of clouds. The clouds reminded me of a giant cauldron filled with a magical brew, simmering and swirling……
Though I confess winter’s cold and snow makes traveling difficult, winter is my season. It is the season for my eyes. Nature is naked. Perfect imperfection dances in twisted branches, dry plant stalks, and dried grass. Spring’s glory hides so…..
One day when I grow up I will still be five feet and maybe two inches. Probably less. One day when I grow up I might not be able to wear Buster Browns nor have the shoe store clerk in the children’s…..
Two photographs that are themselves, edges. “Edges are the crossroads for the wildlife traveling between habitats and are richer in animal life than the areas on either side.”
This morning my weary body tried to find a reason not to go into nature……
I miss my sweet earth. Almost every day I would walk seven or eight miles of earth’s sacred corridors. I breathed her incense. I touched her stained glass windows of trees, flowers, rock, and grass. I listened to the sun’s sermons. I sang…..
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