Let There Be Light

It’s 11 pm Christmas Eve. My daughters just left to go back to each of their homes. My husband is in bed. Two kitties are on my lap, and two are by the fireplace. We had a nice evening: fire pit; apple cider; cheese, meat, and more tray; pizza; Anomia (a fun, but fast!) card … More Let There Be Light

A Sense of Place

“Our place is part of what we are.” Gary Snyder I’m reading ‘The Practice of the Wild’ by Gary Snyder. It’s been on my list for some years now, and in my very large TBR (and ever-growing) stack. His words are making me think about our landscapes and how they help shape the narratives of … More A Sense of Place

This Sunday Morning

White Ipheion uniflorum in my North Carolina garden. It’s a quiet Sunday morning and I’m going to keep it that way. No words from me, but I’m going to share one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems: Why I Wake Early.   Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it … More This Sunday Morning