Full Moon Affair

As a child, I fell head over heels in love with the moon. I’ve yet to recover. Last night, as I stood outside in the cold air, neck craned so I could see the fullness of her beauty, I whispered: Do you love me as much as I love you? She whispered back through the … More Full Moon Affair

Reflection

Reflection Each day, each walk, she’s always there. Waiting; I’d like to think for me. But who can know? I feed her green mosses and pond-grasses. She takes them from my hand. Unafraid. Aware. Last week she bit my finger. I must remember to not take it personally. After all, she is nature. And so … More Reflection

These Woods

“Through these woods I have walked thousands of times. For many years I felt more at home here than anywhere else, including our own house. Stepping out into the world, into the grass, onto the path, was always a kind of relief. I was not escaping anything. I was returning to the arena of delight. … More These Woods