The Mandela Effect

I awoke a bit frazzled when not only the sway of the leaves on the trees picked up some but the air temperature dropped over twenty degrees. Did I sleep through summer before it even arrived? It’s still a portrait … 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

I’m Listening

I’m Listening

I do not know all that I need to know about making a baklava, nor am I aware of the last discovery that has been made of this decadent delicacy. But I listen to the soft whisper and the unknown … Continue reading

Dear Universe

Dear Universe

I seemed to have veered off course, can you help me find my way back home? I miss my tribe and our peaceful bliss and living in our abundance and how we lit up the universe. Your twinkling stars are … Continue reading

Rockin’ Robin

She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading

Sunday Service

Hark! Such shadowy and throbbing energy from overvalued drones and their angry chants on replay. What’s more concerning is that people are no longer searching for the truth, instead looking for instant gratification for that easy fix that doesn’t amount … Continue reading

Tossed Waters.

Tossed Waters.

Most feathered friends have taken off in flocks heading south by now. I read this poem and thought of them…wish I were in their feathers right about now, weary, tender and happy to be soaring with friends sans regrets to … Continue reading

Someone to Tend. Part 2

Someone to Tend. Part 2

We surfaced on this mellifluously abundant planet of everything imaginable and instantly we embrace the idea of scarcity. I can’t blame us wholeheartedly as deception is quite astute and personal accountability and choice are striped from us since our arrival … Continue reading

Crimson and Clover

Crimson and Clover

I could have watched yesterday’s nightfall over and over. Here’s my late night take of a red sky. We fled the park surrounded by trees abundant with foliage to pursue this vision of a glowing crimson sky. This is the … 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