A friend recently shared her poem written in a writing circle she facilitates. You can read her post here. I was intrigued and decided to write my own. I love this as a vehicle for memory. I encourage you to write one of your own and I’d love it if you would share it here.… Continue reading Where I’m From
No way to explain the flood of memory that washed over me this morning. Saltwater Park was the playground of my youth. So many memories of the beach and the hillside and even the road (most I can’t share ). But maybe the thing that made me the most unsteady was being so aware of… Continue reading Life’s A Beach
Last night as I was trying to fall asleep I was aware that if I lay on the side of my “good ear” I could hear the valve chambers of my heart opening and closing in a steady rhythm. Every pump of that miraculous organ beating loudly in my ear like it was just… Continue reading Misty
Long before I met Kelly I dated a woman I’ll call J. I saw her as my intellectual and emotional equal and she had this wild streak that I thought was bold and daring. Who doesn’t like bold and daring ? We didn’t have a long courtship. Turns out that emotional side of her was… Continue reading #throwbackthursday
” I am grateful for the echoes ” –Gretchen Staebler As a cardmaker I have spent the year reading the words of others in search of quotable passages I could use as inspiration for my cards. I have a notebook of treasures plucked from books and blogs. I’m not remembering the context in which this… Continue reading Less is More
