After more than a year away from here, I find myself feeling ghostly and tender in this attempt to reestablish habits and perhaps relationships. A year can hold so much! However, there is such beauty in the gift of beginning again and I am holdi... Read more
Violet at 4 weeks... Read more
With a bit of zoom, this is the view from the deck of our new home.
How we got there, though we have yet to physically get there, is a long and painful story involving... Read more
I was able to wish my mother a happy 88th birthday in person.
Beautiful.... Read more
Another beauty to bring a smile every tim... Read more
Beauty that brings a smile every time...... Read more
Today was a rare occasion for me, home alone with no outside expectations. I love the quiet and find myself sitting, more often than not, sort of basking in the stillness. At one point, I watched a big and healthy coyote walk across the deck rig... Read more
My current favorite, yellow eyes from Rancho Gordo:
Beautiful, aren't they?... Read more
Beauty's been elusive these last days, fleeting moments lost amid hurt and dismay. Saddening. I am grateful it found me today, in stretched out time of quiet conversation and silence with a new friend, sitting in the dirt with the sun warming ou... Read more
My son was born 34 years ago today. I was 23. My firstborn, he brought much joy and much heartache to my life. After many difficult years, both to experience and to witness, he is in a place of beauty...happy, healthy, wonderfully employed and l... Read more
Beauty= My son's birthday gift to me was an evening at a club in SF sitting right in front of Leo Kottke, a guitarist I fell for almost 35 years ago. I've seen and heard him many times over the years but none was so special as last night with my... Read more
Auntie Jenny, my daughter, is a Valentine baby and this was her gift from our joy germ...so open and genuine. Beautiful.... Read more
Today was a hard day. Feet to the fire kind of hard.
I did not erupt. I did not run, hide or cry. I did not say anything to regret.
I did manage one step of detachment and, for the most part, stood in a place of calm. I don't know what... Read more
Our 4 year old granddaughter Sophia was playing hopscotch and REALLY wanted company. When a certain someone said the hopping was too hard on the back, she simply replied, "Well, you could try walkscotch!" and proceeded to demonstrate.
One c... Read more
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I've been trying to put words to the movement I'm feeling inside but can't seem to do it, particularly when faced with others' eloquence that speaks so clearly. Sometimes, just a sentence or two about striking beauty feels like an accomplishment... Read more