Hamilton Mountain Trail at Beacon Rock State Park Today was a good day. There were a number of reasons for that : Decent ( though long ) drive, perfect hiking weather, a beautiful trail, lots of solitude ( going up anyway ) and mostly, I got my summer courage up. Last year I hiked solo… Continue reading Ass: kicked/ Heart: full
I have joined my dog and cat in the laziness of Sunday morning. While they jockey for the best spot in front of the fire, I pull the blanket up under my chin on the couch (which I now have to myself) and settle myself perfectly against pillows so that everything I need is in… Continue reading Dog Days
A good day should have color And texture It should have love Something high Something low Something (very) alive Something dying And always, something surprising .. Thanks for taking this walk with me ♡
I rose early on this Earth Day. I had hoped, as I always hope, for the sun to come rising up from the horizon and blanket the day in golden-tangerine layers. It is my very favorite time. But the early morning sky was rinsed clean. Layers of grey punctuated by a flash of brilliant white… Continue reading Be Where You Are
What we talk about when we talk about love. I get a picture in my mind every time I see this sentence. Two couples talking about life and love as ” light was draining out of the room”. Raymond Carver always wrote about what he knew. Drinking, loss, heartbreak, the ordinary and the subtle fade… Continue reading What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
“What we are waiting for is not as important as what happens to us while we are waiting. Trust the process.” – Mandy Hale I am daydreaming about the three days I will get to rediscover my own center of gravity next week. A Monday hike and a Friday-Sunday getaway. Nothing epic or fancy. In… Continue reading Waiting
It was a bone-chilling week. The kind of cold that settles into your joints at the bend and into your skin at the folds. It dries out the hands so that all the lotion in the house won’t soften the creases. Sometimes an idea or thought can get into my system like that. If… Continue reading A Constant Choosing
