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 […]
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 […]