I’m still resting and keeping a slower pace for the winter, but wanted to check in on this last day of January with a vignette of my month. The first hellebore to bloom in my garden, front door squirrel drey, squirrel at his back door, what a cute face!, hawk (x3) with the most amazing … More Resting Continued…
This is a reblog of a post that I wrote in 2016. It is fitting for the times we are experiencing: Life in the Time of Covid-19. Our time here in this strange space will change us. Let it change us for the better. Stay well, friends. I spend a fair amount of time thinking … More On Life’s Uncertainty: Embracing Groundlessness
We are living in strange times. What used to be up, feels down. What was once down, feels up. Days go by as we wonder which day of the week we are moving through. How did we ever keep up with our lives before this? And why did things like labels, dates, and times really … More Hope
Is it Social or Unsocial Media? I’m not sure. Truth is, I’m awkward with social media. When I meet people and they reach out to connect on Facebook and then never interact, that seems weird to me. Or, if I reach out to them and they don’t follow back, that seems weird to me. Especially … More Social Or Unsocial Media?
Here it is–JUNE–already! Ok, not quite, but verrry close. The temperatures are rising. Yes, the humidity, too. It is North Carolina, after all. We had a nice spring this year; we don’t always. I’ve been sick a good part of this year with various minor ailments. So, I’m playing catch-up with spring cleaning–just kidding! I’m … More Arranging All the Pieces
I spent the past weekend near the ocean in Wilmington, North Carolina. It’s a two-hour drive from our house, and we used to visit once or twice a year. It had been a few years since our last trip. We hiked in Carolina Beach State Park for the first time and that was a lot … More Seashells, Trees, and Accepting What Is
Dear Friends, What a past couple of weeks. As most of you know, Hurricane Florence devastated many parts of the state that I call home. Yes, my area was spared of significant damage, but just like an entire family hurts when one of its members hurt, the residents of a state grieve when individual communities … More Friday, Fall, and Florence
I spent yesterday with three brilliant, wise women writers. We talked, sang, laughed and told our stories. On a hike by the lake, we came across several small cairns. Who made them, I wondered. And why? To mark this spot? To create art? Just for fun? Why take the time to arrange rocks in this … More Arranging the Pieces
I’ve just returned home from a week spent by the Atlantic Ocean. My favorite beach activities are walking along the shore looking for seashells, watching birds and dolphins play and remembering what a tiny, although vital, part of the Universe I am. I try to read the many books I drag along each time in … More My Gift from the Sea
It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about? ~Henry David Thoreau I watch the ants as they speed around a small area of my garden. I’m amazed at how quickly they dart about. I watch as they push through the clay and move it … More The Business of Busyness
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
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