…bear witness back, be here
frost in the night, shining at dawn, melting at noon flowers give up the ghost on black funeral stalks I come with the clippers and cart away my dead light […]
Pause
between summer and fall between one political convention and the other between the full blue moon and the next new moon between holiday and school between breath in, breath out […]
…Red, Magdalen, Maeve Rhuad
lying naked on a warm February night outside under a full moon, ripe for conception: then twenty year’s labor to bring your story forth you are still with me, and […]
The Roses are Remembered: Land Songs
June 25th marked a year since Douglas and I moved from our house in the woods to High Valley The last time I posted here, I wrote about feeling overwhelmed […]
The Wild Edge: Pondering Succession
The sun has moved far enough to the north that early light now finds the far end of the pond. In early Fall, I’d left this spot for warm sunny […]
Six Months of Sunrise: Joyous Feasts of Light
Six months ago come Christmas Day my husband and I moved from our house in the woods in the fold of a stream valley to High Valley. Because of the […]
Correction
Watching the mists this morning, I realized that I might have gotten the clock reversed in my mind, and the mists are in fact going clockwise. Though, at the eastern […]
News from the Pond
my news: from the pondhis from the wide world beyondwe meet at breakfastI report water lilieshe reports London riots I get up these days around 6:00am and go out to […]
Stranger in a Familiar Land
Of course High Valley is familiar. My first stay was a two week stint at High Valley’s summer camp at age eleven. I was warned then to “stay away from Olga’s […]
Just saying hello
I have not posted for awhile. I have nothing–or nothing new–to say about the elections or anything else topical or current. This is just a check in for this site […]