Subterrain

Subterrain

It hit 91 degrees, yet I put on a kettle for tea as we all navigate the converging energies of four whole beings at the end of our long day. I’ve told myself that seven-year-olds are reliable narrators and that … Continue reading

Big Welcome for Spring Provisions

Big Welcome for Spring Provisions

My two favs in my provisions box this week, not necessarily sharing them on my plate together, but until I whip something up this scene is cheering up the space. Eye catching from across the room like a woman in … Continue reading

For Me Your Mother

For Me Your Mother

On sunbaked pavement, bare feet.Reverberating from my presence, my last bit of oomph.Surrounding me, a fullness of everything but empty vacuum space.From beneath my feet, a tenderness born from molten milk of your magma.Reigning down upon me, a symphony of … Continue reading

Uncovered and Overdue

Uncovered and Overdue

This song came up on my playlist the other day. Lots of old patterns surfacing and playing out alongside Aries New Moon. If I had a coin for every time I heard his “never again” (oh for the purpose of … Continue reading

Not Thinking Today, Just Feeling

Not Thinking Today, Just Feeling

When I see you, all I wanted to say vanishes. The time is so precious and words are extraneous…you come and the time slips away in a dream. It is only when you go that I realize completely your presence. … Continue reading

One Dance Left

One Dance Left

In case you were wondering glorious soul, I have one dance left. I didn’t receive the benediction of a singing voice but in my post-midnight melee, I just might try. One things for certain I will always have one dance … Continue reading

Summer is Watermelon Season

Have I told you about my summer home? I’m dreaming of it and it looks something like this. Minimalist living is a given when in a straw-hat most of the day. Shoes not permitted and certainly no clutter. Not that … Continue reading

A Cause Célèbre

These days our windows look as if someone flicked her wrist with a few broad strokes of a chartreuse-tipped paint brush. It’s a heavily wooded view masterly leafing out right about now as the soft pastels of spring emerge overhead. … Continue reading

The Silent Space

The Silent Space

We carved out a silent space for Middle Bear. Tomorrow we retreat to mostly a virtual week and the sofa wasn’t cutting it any longer. While a bit more serene down here, I am not convinced it will be less … Continue reading

Uniformed and Equipped

to march into the holidays. While downloading and saving these photos, I was mystified by Baby Bear’s expression and gate and how it resembled Girl with Pigtails. It is said we find influences and copy them. Since the cold front, … Continue reading