November 3rd
Today is the 102nd anniversary of my mother’s birth. Given our stormy history, I have not thought about her very …
Category Archives: Motherhood
Musings on Madness
Me: I am a round peg in the square hole of life. Kyle: Ah, so it’s hereditary! January 2016 I …
Landsongs
Is that what familiarity with a place is? The memory of one’s own song being sung back to them by the place itself?
Sedona, Oak Creek, October 2001
Time to take flight myself, I guess.
The Sculpture of Spring
It was my second Mother’s Day; Kyle was nearly two years old, and we were out shopping as a family. …
Notes From a Getting-Wiser Woman
A few evenings ago I went to a talk given by someone whom I have long admired for his writings. …
Photo Prose Poem
I see a mother offering so much more than a piece of apple to her child. It’s as if all the surrounding apples, leaves, branches, and blades of grass represent all the possibilities awaiting the child.
Stumped
I stood on a hill top this morning, looking down across a meadow and further out across the waters of …
Dessert For the Past
Yesterday, I had lunch with a friend whom I have not seen in eighteen years. A young person’s lifetime. Tim …
Kyle’s Write Stuff
He smelled of cheap cigarettes and stale coffee, like the back of some old “last gas here” station, where the …
Weaving the Magic Thread 