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The Summer We Didn't Die

That year, that summer, that vacation we played out there in the cottonwood-- we were young; we had to be brave. Far out on those limbs...

Hermit Lifestyles and Other Thoughts

Possibility Here's a poem by a favorite hermit role model. She DWELLS where I have thus far only managed day trips. Maybe I'll move there...

Philadelphian

The summer was so much away that I nearly forgot who or where I was. Now, things are settling back into place in Philadelphia. Kids back...

Renewal

Spring again, and this one feels like more so than ever. Travelling north, then south again as the seasons turned heightened the...

The Wages of Dy(e)ing Is Love

What I am trying to get across is that material is a means of communication. That listening to it, not dominating it makes us truly...

Summer Postcard 2020

This summer--despite everything--I was able to again abscond with my paints and step into the quiet. This time for solitude and...

A Few Disparate Threads

It is a relief to make a different kind of sense--visual sense. One must think, of course, but it is an entirely different kind of...

Collaboration

Spark in the Dark

There's somethin' happenin' somewhere Baby, I just know there is. --The Boss Courting some new creative mentors here. Prominently, the...

Summer Postcard(s)

Greetings from another Summer of Adventure!