Mended at the Cracks
My heart, after decades of comings and leavings, is a brilliant web of gold.
New England
End Not in Sight
Maybe we would have shared words. Wine. Wisdom. Winter is standing by.
If Wishes Were
Here we are in the middle of the most unwished for thing: a pandemic. One month into quarantine pushes people to show their true colors.
The Bird is a Word
I earned my Birding badge in my ever-brief enlistment in the Girl Scouts. Lucky for me, the test was easy and even back then, I knew bluebirds from robins. That […]